She shook her head. "No, don't disturb them! They're happier where
they are."
"Impossible!" he protested. "When they might be with you!"
She raised her eyes to his then, and looked at him very steadily. "No,
that doesn't follow, Dick," she said.
"I think it does," he said. "Never mind if you don't agree! Tell me
when you are coming to sing at one of my Saturday night concerts at
High Shale!"
"Oh, I don't know, Dick." She looked momentarily embarrassed. "You know
we are going away very soon, don't you?"
"Where to?" he said.
"I don't know. Either Wales or the North. Mrs. Fielding needs a change,
and I--"
"You're coming back?" he said.
"I suppose so--some time. Why?" She looked at him questioningly.
He leaned forward, his black eyes unswervingly upon her. "Because--if you
don't--I shall come after you," he said, with iron determination.
She laughed a little. "Pray don't look so grim! I probably shall come
back all in good time. I will let you know if I don't, anyway."
"You promise?" he said.
"Of course I promise." She flicked her cigarette-ash into the water. "I
won't disappear without letting you know first."
"Without letting me know where to find you," he said.
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