Genevieve laughed.
"Wait till I get back. I mean to have a try at our cryptograph. If the daisies are in the old Page place, I 'll find them."
"They 're there, all right. I 'm sure you 're welcome to try—if you 'll let me assist in the search."
She wrinkled her nose and sniffed. "Hmf! A lot of assistance I can look for from you." Her tone was emphatically disparaging. "No, I 'll find them by myself. But I 'd be afraid to stay—for long—alone in that empty house."
I cared not in what capacity I served, just so I might be with her.
After making me promise that I would have the scratch on my face attended to at once, she sent me away.
I had not proceeded far toward town when I discovered that somebody was dogging my steps.