She smiled in a forlorn sort of way, with her upper lip drawn tight against her teeth, as if some one were pulling her back by the lobes of her ears.
«Oh! but Trilby—what shall we do without you? Taffy and I, you know! You’ve become one of us!»
«Now how good and kind of you to say that!» exclaimed poor Trilby, her eyes filling. «Why, that’s just all I lived for, till all this happened. But it can’t be any more now, can it? Everything is changed for me—the very sky seems different. Ah! Durien’s little song—’Plaisir d’amour—chagrin d’amour!’ it’s all quite true, isn’t it? I shall start immediately, and take Jeannot with me, I think.»
«But where do you think of going?»
«Ah! I mayn’t tell you that, Sandy dear—not for a long time! Think of all the trouble there’d be— Well, there’s no time t
