The Craze of Christina — page 156: what you’re looking at

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152 The Craze of Christina, CHAPTER XII, A wEEx later Clifford was ‘“‘kicking his heels,”’ as the saying goes, up and down the departure platform at the railway station. It was some three-quarters of an hour before the four o’clock London express was due, and the plat- form was empty; there was hardly a porter even to be seen. It seemed to him an eternity before a cab drew up outside, and as he hurried forward eagerly at the sound of the approaching wheels his heart went right down into his boots when he realized that not only was Misg Pratt inside it, but that her box was outside over her head. She was going away, then! These were the first words he uttered aloud as he assisted her to alight. “Yes, lam going away,”’ she replied calmly. ““Why?—why?”’ he faltered. ‘**Because I have left Miss Ashley.”’ “*But—you will come back?”’ “Never. I have turned my back upon ‘ye olde shoppe’ with the ‘antient manne’ outside it. and ‘ye antient catte’ inside it, forever!” Comichooks.co