Violet looked for him to the last . When she realized that he was not coming she went to the verandah to have it out with herself . As she sat huddled up in a dim corner beneath a silkily rustling western maple two M.P.s came out and , not seeing her , went on with their conversation . `` Heard about Spencer ? '' questioned one . `` No . What of him ? '' `` Well , they say Miss Thayer 's thrown him over . Yesterday I was passing here about four in the afternoon and I saw Spencer coming in . I went down to the Land Office and was chatting to Cribson when the door opened about half an hour later and Spencer burst in . He was pale as the dead , and looked wild . ` Has Fyshe gone to Rainy River about those Crown Lands yet ? ' he jerked out . Cribson said , ` No . ' Then tell him he need n't ; I 'm going myself , ' said Spencer and out he bolted . He posted off to Rainy River today , and wo n't be back for a fortnight . She 'll be gone then . '' `` Rather rough on Spencer after the way she encouraged him , '' returned the other as they passed out of earshot . Violet got up . All the callers were gone , and she swept in to Mrs. Hill dramatically .
`` Edith , '' she said in the cold , steady voice XXXXX , to those who knew her , meant breakers ahead for somebody , `` Mr. Spencer was here yesterday when I was riding with the Major , was he not ?
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