"I am glad," she answered, not moving toward him nor offering to shake hands. It seemed enough that he was there.
"They have gone at last," he said; adding, piously: "Thank God!"
"You did not have a good time?" she asked.
"I did not."
"I am sorry," she said, baffling him by the serenity of her tone.
"There were two or three occasions which
stand out with a peculiarly horrible distinctness. One was the time we had an all-day picnic at Bears' Den. Porter Brawley suggested it, and I hope he will suffer for it in eternity. It rained."
Katrine laughed.
"And there was an evening when we had charades, for which nobody had the least gift or training. It was the evening you were to come to us. Why didn't you, Katrine?"
"I was not well," she answered. "But I shouldn't have come if I'd been well, Mr. Ravenel."