“I was just returning from my morning ride,” he began again, “when you happened––”
“Things never happen,” interrupted the girl gently.
He looked at her with a little quizzical side glance. “Then you didn’t happen to be in the way?” he said, smiling.
“No,” she returned gravely. “I was obeying the law of cause and effect.”
“And the cause?” he pursued, much interested.
“A desire to see you, I guess. Or, perhaps, the necessity of seeing you. And because I wanted to see you in the interests of good, why, evil seemed to try to run over me.”
“But why should you wish to see me?” he continued, greatly wondering.
“Because you are the head of a wonderful nation. Your influence is very great. And you are a good man.”
He studied her for a moment. Then:
“You came down from New York to talk with me?” he asked.