"If he likes," said Bowdon, shrugging his shoulders. "But he's a queer fellow."
"I don't think he quite agrees with us in what we've been saying."
"I don't know about that. At any rate I fancy he won't act on it."
"There's no use talking about it," she said with an impatience only half suppressed. "He's so different from what he used to be."
"Not so very, a little perhaps. Then you're a little different from what you used to be, aren't you?"
She looked at him with interest.
"Yes?" she said questioningly.
"Add the two little differences together and they make a big one."
"A big difference between us?"
"That's what I mean. I feel the same thing about him myself. He's not for settling down, Miss Muddock."