"Do let me come in, Dexie. I am sorry I vexed you, and you are not in
earnest about going away, surely, for you know we cannot spare you."
Dexie threw open the door, saying: "Come in and judge for yourself, Gussie.
You see I really am going," she said, snapping the catch of her travelling
bag. "If my sudden departure puts the rest of the family to inconvenience,
you can blame yourself for it, Gussie; but you are just as strong as I am,
and should be able to fill my place. However, if you think yourself above
being useful, I hope you will not delay in getting someone else here, for
you know you could not have driven me out at a more inconvenient time, for
there is literally nothing cooked in the house."
"But where are you going? Not to auntie's with Louie, surely?"
"No. I should not like auntie to have a worse opinion of you than she has
already. In leaving home I am consulting my own happiness, and I am going
where I shall be kindly treated and warmly welcomed."
"Well, I'm sorry now I said anything to vex you, Dexie; so you need not go,
after all."
"Your repentance comes too late, Gussie, for my plans are made; but I do
not want to go away with any ill-feelings to any one, so here is my hand,
Gussie.
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