He drew his brows together--beautiful brows like her own, betraying a sensitive, not too well-balanced temperament. "It was better," he said.
Maud sat down beside his sofa with a slight gesture of weariness. "You would like to go back there?" she asked.
He looked at her sharply. "We are going?"
She met his look with steady eyes. "Mr. Sheppard has offered to take us in," she said.
The boy frowned still more. "What! For nothing?" he said.
"No; not for nothing." The girl was frowning too--the frown of one confronted with a difficult task. "Nobody ever does anything for nothing," she said.
"Well? What is it?" Bunny's eyes suddenly narrowed and became shrewd. "He doesn't want you to marry him, I suppose?"
"Good gracious, Bunny!" Maud gasped the words in sheer horror. "What ever made you think of that?"
Bunny laughed--a cracked, difficult laugh. "Because he's bounder enough for anything; and you're so beastly fond of him, aren't you?"
"Oh, don't!" Maud said. "Really don't, Bunny! It's too horrible to joke about. No, it isn't me he wants to marry. It's--it's----"