and then watched with tear-filled eyes the great car as it glided noiselessly away.
A couple of minutes later she heard the horn give three mellow honks and then three more for luck, and she knew that Silversheene had begun his long journey to the Land of Sunshine.
She sat upon the piazza thinking for a long time and then went silently into the house.
In the words of Kipling she had given her heart to a dog to tear and it was now being torn.
