'Ah. Yes. Really. I see. Well, good-bye.'
He turned to go.
'It's wonderful, wonderful,' he said, pausing once more.
'What is wonderful?'
'What love will do.'
'It is indeed,' agreed Miss Entwhistle, thinking of all it had done to
Lucy.
He seemed as if he were going to say something more, but thought better
of it and climbed into his dogcart and was driven away.