"Or you with them?"
"Oh, they're my friends. As you say, they're not going anywhere—just dawdling along and picking up things by the wayside—queer, interesting things——"
"I've no use for them," he said doggedly.
"—And Christine wanted to go." She added after a moment, gently, as though she were feeling through the dark, "—is dying to go, Robert."
"You're just imagining it. She's never cared for things like that—only for my getting ahead with my work—my finals."
"Didn't you hear her ask about the trees?"
He looked back over his shoulder like a suddenly frightened child.
"Yes. It—it didn't mean anything, though. It was just for something to say."
"She said a great deal more than she meant to."
"We've mapped out everything—every ha'penny—every minute."