"She certainly allowed me to suppose so."
"I do not think she ever had any such intention," replied Anne.
"You are living near the city?"
"Yes; at Lancaster. I give lessons in town."
"And you come in and out on these freezing days, and walk to and from the station?"
"It is not always so cold."
"Very well; I am going as far as Lancaster with you," said Dexter. "I hope I shall be welcome."
"Mr. Dexter, please do not."
But he simply smiled and threw back his head in his old dictatorial way, helped her from the carriage, bought tickets, secured for her the best seat in the car, and took his place beside her; it seemed to Anne that but a few minutes had passed when they heard "Lancaster," and stepping out on the little platform, found the faithful Li in waiting, his comforter tied over his ears, and jumping up and down to keep himself warm. Anne had not ordered the red wagon, and he was not therefore allowed to bring it out; but the little freckled knight-errant had brought himself instead as faithful escort homeward.
"Is there no carriage here, or any sort of a vehicle?" said Dexter, in his quick, authoritative way. "Boy, bring a carriage."