He moved aside so that her body should not hide him from Halkett's careful eyes.
"Has something happened?" she asked. "You look so white."
"The day has been very hot."
"Yes; up here, even, and in that dreadful little town—Are you working hard?"
"I think so."
"And getting rich?"
"Not a bit."
"I don't suppose you charge them half enough," she said, and made him laugh. "Come and see Notya before she goes to sleep."
"Mayn't I speak to Mr. Halkett?" he asked.
She did not look at the two men as they stood together. Again she watched the twinkling poplar leaves and listened to their voices rustling between the human ones, and when she seemed to have been listening for hours, she said, "Zebedee, you ought to come. It's time Notya went to sleep."