"Yes. The interior decorations are the chief thing about this house. The outside is not much."
"When do you expect the shell will be finished?" asked Rachel, in fear and trembling.
"Some time in the course of the summer—within the next two or three months probably."
"And the roof on?"
"Oh, yes; of course the roof on," he replied.
There was a pause; and then she said in a very small, thin voice:
"Thank you, Mr. Moore. I think I must go back now."
He escorted her back to the garden gate, lifted his hat, and bade her good evening; and it struck him suddenly—with far more force than it had struck Beatrice—that she was looking extremely unwell, and not at all like the bright and blooming creature that she was when she went away.
