"I didn't know that. I thought you were going to stay through September, like the rest of us."
"Well, it's all decided for Monday."
"That's too bad. It will break up our summer crowd, sort of."
"Is that all you care?"
"I—I'm sorry," said Elizabeth.
"Well, I suppose I ought to be thankful for small favours. I haven't hardly seen you, except around at your grandfather's, and with Peggy and everything."
"I think we've had a good time," Elizabeth said.
Tom kicked out at a giant horseshoe that obstructed his path.
"Darn the good time," he said.
"Well," said Elizabeth, hastily, "we'd better catch up with the children. I don't know what they'll be into."