“We hardly see him now, sir.”
“And why not?”
“I told him he came too often, sir,” said she, tossing her head.
“So he sulks and stays away?”
“Yes, sir.”
“But you could bring him back?” I suggested with a smile.
“Perhaps I could,” said she.
“I know your powers, you see,” said I, and she blushed with pleasure.
“It’s not only that, sir, that keeps him away. He’s very busy at the Castle.”
“But there’s no shooting on now.”