But Miss Trefoil, one word." They were now
standing under cover of the portico in front of the railway
station, into which he was not to be allowed to enter. "What I fear
is this; that in your first anger you may be tempted to do
something which may be injurious to your prospects in life"
"I have no prospects in life, Mr. Green."
"Ah;--that is just it. There are for most of us moments of
unhappiness in which we are tempted by our misery to think that we
are relieved at any rate from the burden of caution, because
nothing that can occur to us can make us worse than we are."
"Nothing can make me worse than I am."
"But in a few months or weeks," continued Mounser Green, bringing
up in his benevolence all the wisdom of his experience, "we have
got a new footing amidst our troubles, and then we may find how
terrible is the injury which our own indiscretion has brought on
us. I do not want to ask any questions, but--it might be so much
better that you should abandon your intention, and go back with
me."
She seemed to be almost undecided for a moment as she thought over
his words. But she remembered her pledge to herself that Lord
Rufford should find that she had not done with him yet. "I must
go," she said in a hoarse voice.
"If you must-"
"I must go. I have no way out of it. Good-bye, Mr.
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