work in a half-hearted way, showing very little hopefulness.
Chelnbai summed up the chances when he said; "Fortune never forgives. All our failures come from my having mulled the Pudleigh removal."
At half-past eleven I turned them out, and bade them keep away from the Temple until we were quite sure that they were out of the wood—to my mind they were far too quick in taking it for granted—for it would never do to risk any chance of Angel's being connected with the assault on the abominable Mrs. Jubb.
I thought it well not to meet her at the station; and the rest of the morning dragged unconscionably. At last, at half-past twelve, she came, flushed and smiling, her eyes radiant with delight.
"I came back so soon," she cried, "because I couldn't stay away any longer! I couldn't, really!"
"I'm awfully glad to have you back," I said. "I've missed you horribly."
"I'm glad to hear that," she said, and putting down her easel she came into the sitting-room, gazed round it with contented eyes, walked across it, and pulled the curtains straight.
"I feel that this is my home—even more my home than my old home with my people. Isn't it a strange feeling?"
"A very proper one," I said.
