"Without fail?"
"Without fail. I always keep my word."
He went on with his sawing. She sat and watched him, and for the first time became aware of the elegance and symmetry of his figure.
"Not always, I think. I asked you yesterday to tell me what brought you to Australia; you said you would, but you have evidently forgotten your promise."
"Again you misinterpreted my speech. I think I said I could not bore you with it until I knew you better."
"And by that I am to understand that you won't tell me?"
"Not yet."
The saw cut through the log with a little whine, and the end dropped to the ground.
"You don't know me well enough yet to trust me, I suppose?"
"I know you as well as I suppose I ever shall know you. You are not a difficult person to understand."