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Precisely because she wanted exceedingly to stay away from the girls / and neglect the arrangement of their new rooms in the telephone / building, Cis arose betimes the next morning and went out early. She / could not rid herself of the conviction that the man whose chivalry / had so impressed Tom the previous night was Anselm Lancaster, and she / wanted to stay in the house, hoping that, if it were he, he would come / to look her up. It had been long, and seemed longer to Cis, since she / had heard from Miss Braithwaite. Mr. Lancaster had shown no remembrance / of her existence for months; it was now close upon May day, and spring / in the air increased Cis's restless dissatisfaction, filling her with / a homesickness which was farther reaching and deeper than homesickness / for a definite place.
She told herself that it was absurd to identify Tom's hero on so / slender a ground, and quite unpardonable to mope around the house / expecting Mr. Lancaster to call on her. "You never were silly when it / was the time to be silly; don't begin it now, Cis Adair," she sternly / told herself.