But Alexa gave no explanation.
“You would be kind to me again if I were going away again?”
“Perhaps.”
“That is, if you were sure I was not coming back.”
“I did not say so.”
“I can't make it out, Alexa! I used to think there could never be any misunderstanding between you and me! But something has crept in between us, and for the life of me I do not know what it is!”
“There is one thing for which I am more obliged to you than I can tell, George—that you did not say anything before you went.”
“I am awfully sorry for it now; but I thought you understood!”
“I did; and I am very glad, for I should have repented it long ago!”
This was hardly logical, but George seemed to understand.