'Mr. Rolfe—I am sure you feel that I am deserting my post.'
'To be sure you are. I shall always owe you a grudge for it.'
'I thought of it all—of Hughie and the others. I didn't know how I should ever face you.'
''Twas a shameless thing. And yet I can find it in my heart to forgive you. You are so ingenuous about it.'
Mary looked up again.
'What shall you do—about Hughie?'
'Oh, there's a great scheme on foot. Alma suggests that we shall go and live at Greystone. It tempts me.'
'That it must, indeed! I know how you would like it.'
'We shouldn't be so very far apart then—an hour's journey or so. You would come to us, and we to you.'
'Delightful!'