But he kept himself well in hand and talked calmly on impersonal subjects . After all , it was Katherine who made the first break when she got up to say good-bye . She was in the middle of some conventional sentence when she suddenly stopped short , and her voice trailed off in a babyish quiver . The professor put out his arm and drew her close to him . His hat dropped under their feet and was trampled on , but I doubt if Professor Keith knows the difference to this day , for he was fully absorbed in kissing Katherine 's hair . When she became cognizant of this fact , she drew herself away . `` Oh , Sidney , do n't ! -- think of Edith ! I feel like a traitor . '' `` Do you think she would care very much if I -- if you -- if we -- '' hesitated the professor . `` Oh , it would break her heart , '' cried Katherine with convincing earnestness . `` I know it would -- and Ned 's too . They must never know . '' The professor stooped and began hunting for his maltreated hat . He was a long time finding it , and when he did he went softly to the door . With his hand on the knob , he paused and looked back . `` Good-bye , Miss Rangely , '' he said softly . But Katherine , whose face was buried in the cushions of the lounge , did not hear him and when she looked up he was gone . * * * * * Katharine felt that life was stale , flat and unprofitable when she alighted at Riverton station in the dusk of the next evening . She was not expected until a later train and there was no one to meet her .
She walked drearily through the streets XXXXX her boarding house and entered her room unannounced .
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