"Oh," she said, "I don't think he'll come bothering any more."
"You're very optimistic, Jane-Ellen."
"I beg your pardon, sir, those long words—"
"Very hopeful, I meant. He'll be back to-morrow."
"Not after what I said to him."
"Well, Jane-Ellen, if you have really found the potent thing to say under such circumstances, you're a true benefactor to your sex."
She looked at him with mild confusion.
"I'm afraid I don't rightly understand, sir."
He smiled.
"It was my way of asking you what you had said to him that you imagined would keep him from coming back."