They climbed the Downs, and rode along the tops of them, their faces to the sea, speaking hardly at all, and walking all the while.
This sudden and surprising contact with evil had taken the joy from their hearts and oppressed them like a shadow.
Once as they drew near home he spoke.
"How are you?" he said.
"I'm all right," she answered, and added, lifting her face to his in that frank and beautiful way of hers, "I don't think he meant it for me."
"I'm not sure," replied Silver.
"I think he meant it for you," continued Boy.
"If so I should think a shade better of him," replied the other stubbornly.
"I'm glad you didn't catch him," said the girl. She turned full face to him. "You were angry."
"I was a bit put out, I think," answered the other.