"No, no!" I protested. "I like it much better out here."
But he was on his feet.
"We'll go in. I can't have my sweet little Alix taking cold. I'm here to protect her. She must do what I tell her. We'll go in."
And we went in. It was one of the things I was learning, that my kind Hugh would kill me with kindness. It was part of his way of taking possession. If he could help it he wouldn't leave me for an hour unwatched; nor would he let me lift a hand.
"There are servants to do that," he would say. "It's one of the things little Alix will have to get accustomed to."
"I can't get accustomed to doing nothing, Hugh."
"You'll have plenty to do in having a good time."
"Oh, but I must have more than that in life."
"In your old life, perhaps; but everything is to be different now. Don't be afraid, little Alix; you'll learn."
"Learn what? It seems to me you're taking the possibility of ever learning anything away."