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They walked off the ground together, their rackets under their arms,
the flush of a well-contested fight on their handsome faces. It had
been so near a thing that both could sense the thrill of victory.
Pauline Lister had been sitting with Garth's coat on her lap, and
his watch and chain were in her keeping. He paused a moment to take
them up and receive her congratulations; then, slipping on his coat,
and pocketing his watch, came straight to Jane.
"How do you do, Miss Champion?"
His eyes sought hers eagerly; and the welcoming gladness he saw in
them filled him with certainty and content. He had missed her so
unutterably during these days. Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday had
just been weary stepping-stones to Friday. It seemed incredible that
one person's absence could make so vast a difference. And yet how
perfect that it should be so; and that they should both realise it,
now the day had come when he intended to tell her how desperately he
wanted her always.


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