How I longed to see him again -- dear , old , badly treated Jack . I got to Valleyfield just at dusk . It was a rainy evening , and everything was slush and fog and gloom . But away up I saw the home light at Thrush Hill , and Jack was waiting for me on the platform . `` Oh , Jack ! '' I said , clinging to him , regardless of appearances . `` Oh , I 'm so glad to be back . '' `` That 's right , Kitty . I knew you would n't forget us . How well you are looking ! '' `` I suppose I ought to be looking wretched , '' I said penitently . `` I 've been behaving very badly , Jack . Wait till we get away from the crowd and I 'll tell you all about it . '' And I did . I did n't gloss over anything , but just confessed the whole truth . Jack heard me through in silence , and then he kissed me . `` Can you forgive me , Jack , and take me back ? '' I whispered , cuddling up to him . And he said -- but , on second thought , I will not write down what he said . We are to be married in June .
A Substitute Journalist Clifford Baxter came into the sitting-room where Patty was darning stockings and reading a book XXXXX the same time .
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