"So I am," she replied, with a smile.
But the beauty of the morning had gone for her—there was no more warmth in the sunshine, no more fragrance in the flowers and trees, no music in the birds' song; the sight of that handsome face, with its evil meaning, had destroyed it all, had made her heart sink. Oh! to be away from him, where she should never see him or hear of him again.
"I am tired, Earle," she said.
"Tired so soon!" he replied.
But one look at her told him the words were quite true.
"We will ride back again, Doris. Tell me why do you dislike Lord Vivianne so much?"
"I am not sure that I dislike him," she replied.
"You do, sweet; your face quite changed when you saw him."
"Did it? I do not like him because he teases me so with compliments. I dislike many people; he is no great exception."
Earle laughed.