"You can. Here at Horsham Manor."
"Could, Miss Gore," I corrected. "The Golden Age has passed."
I didn't feel like being polite. Nothing is so maddening to me as cheerfulness in others when I have suddenly been awakened. Her smile faded at once."
"I didn't come of my own volition," she said icily. "And I will not bother you if you want to go to sleep again."
"Oh, thanks," I replied. "It doesn't matter."
She had turned her back on me and walked to the window.
"Would you like to see the English Garden?" I asked, suddenly aware of my inhospitality.
"Yes, if you'll permit me to visit it alone."
That wasn't to be thought of. After all she was only obeying orders. I followed her out of doors, hastening to join her.
"I owe you an apology. I'm not much used to the society of women. They annoy me exceedingly."