Returns to some Old Friends
The haggard youth burst into my chambers, in the Temple, on the very next morning, and confided to me the story which has been just here narrated. When he had concluded it, with many ejaculations regarding the heroine of the tale, "I saw her, sir," he added, "walking with the children and Miss Cann as I drove round in the fly to the station--and didn't even bow to her."
"Why did you go round by the cliff?" asked Clive's friend.
"That is not the way from the Steyne Arms to the railroad."
"Hang it," says Clive, turning very red, "I wanted to pass just under her windows, and if I saw her, not to see her: and that's what I did."
"Why did she walk on the cliff?" mused Clive's friend, "at that early hour? Not to meet Lord Farintosh, I should think, he never gets
