"But you did."
"How?"
"When you suggested turning back. It was as if you had determined I was not quite a proper person to walk with."
"Mr. Covington!" she protested.
"We may as well be frank. It seems to be a misfortune of mine lately to get things mixed up. Peter is helping me to see straight. That's why I like to talk with him."
"He sees so straight himself."
"That's it."
"If only now he recovers his eyes."
"He says there's hope."
"It all depends upon her," she said.