"All the time."
"And when I came home."
"Yes," the girl answered in her grave, sweet tones.
"So little while ago!" Magnus said, with a deep breath. "Cherry, you were very distant to me at first—have been, all along."
"You were a little bit of a stranger."
"And now you know me too well. So it goes. If I had not told you—but it is better so."
"Oh, yes; far better!" the girl said earnestly. "Secrets are terrible things between people who—care for each other."
"How cautiously she chooses her words," Magnus said, in the same hard way. "Has to stop and think whether she even cares."
"Magnus, that is not true."
"Didn't you stop to think what to say?"