And the other things, too, when you're once more among your kind, good home folks you like so well—and probably there's one among them that you'll be so glad to get back to you'll hardly know you've been away—an unworldly girl—

[she falters]

—one that doesn't need to be cured—oh! of all sorts of follies—a kind girl, one who's been always sweet to you.

[Turns away from him.]

I can see her—she wears a white muslin and waits by the gate for you at twilight

[turns to him again]

—isn't she like that?[pg 164]

PIKE

[shaking his head gravely]

No; not like that.