My master said, "Good-bye, Darkie; be a good horse and always do your best."
"Good-bye, Lucy Ransom," were the words she read.
"Good-bye, Miss Holme," was the only answer.
Well, good-bye.' 'Won't you stay to lunch?' 'No, thanks, I never lunchfrightful waste of time.
"Good-bye," came her sweet, clear voice out of the shadow, and while he yet hesitated an answer, the door opened.