THE REDEMPTION OF ANTHONY
"When shall we go?"
"Tony, you're such a dear! Let's go right away—next week—and surprise her."
"Whenever you say. I can scarcely wait to get the manuscript into her hands," he added.
While the shadows lengthened, and the sun went down behind the yew-trees in the garden, they sat hand in hand and planned their homeward journey.
"It's as good as planning our honeymoon, isn't it? I never knew before how much I could miss mother," Priscilla said.
"I never knew before how much I could miss her," Tony added.
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