"But you will."
"Never!"
"Never, playmate? You hurt my feelings. What if we should meet face to face in the lily field at twelve o'clock to-morrow?"
He answered sternly, and she believed him.
"I should never speak to you again. You must keep faith with me, or we shall both be sorry."
"Why, of course!" Rose said it gently, as if she wondered at him. "Of course I shall keep faith with you."
She heard him rising from his place.
"Now," he said, "you must go home."
"Why must I? The little side door is never locked."
"No, but you have been through a good deal. We must take care of you."