"That's it," she said. "And that's why I ask you what's the matter, what's happened? Some men would push me off or give me the lie, but you aren't like that sort."
"Thanks," and he laughed.
"No, you always go straight, and that's one of the reasons why—I like you, don't you see?"
"I see," he said. "And so you thought I looked this morning as if I'd got something on my mind?"
She nodded.
"Yes, when I came up you were leaning against the rail, looking at nothing, as if you were dreaming; and while you were speaking to Lady Eleanor——."
He moved slightly.
"You don't like me to speak of her?" she said, with a woman's quickness. "All right, I sha'n't hurt her by mentioning her name."
"Don't be foolish, Fin," he said, coloring at the truth of her insight; he did not like to hear her mention Lady Eleanor's name.