“And that you did not care to have us?” said Scott.
“We were very well satisfied,” Guy replied. “I want you to come with me a moment,” Guy said to Scott, “and the ladies may remain in the parlor until we return.”
Guy had made up his mind that he would not sleep until he had learned Scott’s answer in regard to the question he had asked June. They went to the shore where they found a rustic bench.
“Scott?”
“Well.”
Guy’s hand went nervously to his face and toyed with his silken mustache.
“Scott Wilmer.”
“What is it?” and the lips closed firmly. “Why don’t you be a man, Guy, and speak out? Take her if you want her.”
Guy did not know why it was, but he had not half the courage to speak to Scott upon the subject that he had to speak to June.
“What do you mean, Scott?”