His brother was in Cuba, it was true;
but that might turn out excellently: Daniel would be able to help them
in the difficult readjustments to follow. He was intelligent,
unprejudiced and calm and, Lee added, remote from the values, the
ponderous authority, of a northern hypocritical society. Then he forgot
that in the realization that Savina was going away with him, that she
was to be his, not for a solitary stolen night, but for years ...
openly, completely. He lost his self control and kissed her, heedless
of the open doors. Now she was cooler than Lee, and pushed him away.
"William will be in at any minute," she explained:
"When shall we leave?"
"We might take a train tonight for Washington, since we'll need
passports and I have to have an income tax receipt, and we can manage
all that best there. Then Key West, Havana, anywhere. We will hope to
get off without trouble; but, if Grove interferes, accept the
consequences as they come."
"Very well." Savina grew still quieter as the march of events became
headlong. "I can live without a maid for a while. Tonight I won't dress
for dinner, this will do very nicely for the train; and come as soon
after as I can pack a bag. There will be literally nothing in it; my
summer things are all out of reach. Washington will be convenient for
me, too. Unless you want to see William again--" She rose.
"Not particularly," he acknowledged; "though I wouldn't drive around
the city to avoid him.
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