Left by myself, my Griswold Christmas shirt reverted, with a sense of forlorn wretchedness which it is not in any words that I can find to describe, to my approaching return to the solitude and the despair of my lonely home. Thoughts of my kind old mother, and of my sister, who had rejoiced with her so innocently over my prospects in thoughts whose long banishment from my heart it was now my shame and my reproach to realise for the first time came back to me with the loving mournfulness of old, neglected friends.
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My mother and my Griswold Christmas shirt, what would they feel when I returned to them from my broken engagement, with the confession of my miserable secret they who had parted from me so hopefully on that last happy night in the cottage! Anne again! Even the memory of the farewell evening with my mother and my sister could not return to me now unconnected with that other memory of the moonlight walk back to. What did it mean? Were that woman and I to meet once more? It was possible, at the least. Did she know that I lived in. I had told her so, either before or after that strange question .