“Ah! Hevrything’s changed,” he said. “Nothin’ won’t be the same any more, as far as we can see. There’s no neighbours now, f’rinstance, and no talk of what’s going on—or anythin’.”
The girl looked at him thoughtfully. “What we miss is some man to look after the place,” she said. “We’re robbed terrible.”
Gosling had not meant to go as far as that. He was not unprepared for a pleasant flirtation, now that there were no neighbours to report him at home, but the idea that he could ever separate himself permanently from his family had not occurred to him.
“Yes,” he said, “you want a man about these days.”
“Ever done any farm work?” asked the girl.
Gosling shook his head.
“Well, you’d soon learn,” she went on.
“I must think it over,” said Gosling suddenly. “Shall you be ’ere to-morrow?”
“One of us will,” said the girl.