"Really?" returned Diana. "Is she not maligning you, Mr. Barrison? Are you really the slave of caprice?"
"I deny it," said Philip. "It doesn't sound nice."
"It would be a dire thing for you," declared the girl. "But you do not ask me what I am naming the Inn."
"Oh, it is an Inn, is it?"
"Yes," put in Miss Priscilla. "Since the leaks are mended, both pipes and roof, and the stove's up and the chimney draws, I think we can call it that."
"What is it, then? 'The Dew Drop'?" inquired Philip.
"I particularly dislike puns," said Diana quietly. "I like 'The Wayside.' Why shouldn't we call it 'The Wayside Inn'?"
"You have my permission," said Philip.
"We do not need anything original, but we do need a name that is lovely. 'The Wayside Inn' is lovely."
"So be it," said Philip.