"You faithless thing," said he, "you false friend, I hate you!"
Here Richard Norton ran in from the kitchen, with the teapot in his
hand, followed by Jane; they both covered me with welcomes and
reproaches. I was very happy, I assure you. We went into the kitchen
and had early tea, talking all the while and all together. Gabriel
was in one of his impish moods, and made me laugh till I cried. The
first thing I thought, when I had time to think, was that I had been
a fool to keep away so long and allow myself to grow sentimental;
that it was altogether much more healthful for me to be in his dear
company.
I came home in a much better frame of mind, although Gabriel
insisted on walking nearly as far as Graysmill with me, and said as
we parted:
"You must never again leave me for so long, Emilia; I am lost
without you, I am, indeed."
I turned from him, half wishing he had not said this, feeling a
little giddy, a little less strong; but, as I ran along, something
hit me on the shoulder. I looked behind me, and there he stood, like
an imp of mischief, pelting me with pine-cones, which it seems he
had collected in his pocket for that purpose.
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