“You will have to find another reason for this sudden desire for exercise,” she remarked.
“Do I need to find one?” he answered, laughing down into her pretty face.
She shook her head.
“This is all very well,” she said, “but I quite understand that it is my last morning. I know what will happen this afternoon, and I really do not think that I shall allow you to come past that gate.”
“Why not?” he asked earnestly.
“You know very well that Pauline is coming,” she answered.
The change in his face was too slight for her to notice it, but there was a change. His lips moved as though he were repeating the name to himself.
“And why should Pauline’s coming affect the situation?” he asked.
She shook her head.
“You say nice things to me,” she declared, looking at him reproachfully, “but only when Pauline isn’t here. We all know that directly she comes we are no longer any of us human beings. I wish I were intelligent.”