“Yes. Will you go with me?”
“But I don’t understand, Robert.”
“I must be in Denver the day after to-morrow.”
“I––I didn’t know your time was so short. I’m afraid––I’ve spoiled your visit.”
“That doesn’t matter, Marion, if you’ll go back with me.”
“But I can’t––just yet.”
“Why not?”
“I’m not ready. I haven’t half finished my visit with Claire.”
She was, after all, somewhat confused, for she had not expected him to approach the subject in just this way.
“But the summer is almost gone. It’s near the end of August,” persisted Hillyer.