"Do you know what a boarding-house appetite is, Ev—Mr.—?"
"Did you say 'Mr.'? I've been calling you 'Hazel,' you know."
She laughed. "I meant 'Evan.'"
Evan suddenly recalled the last time he had bandied names with a Mt. Alban girl.
"Yes," he replied, "you bet I do. But I'm eating farm-meals now."
She looked surprised, and he told her about resigning from the bank, "because the work was too hard," and about coming to the Fruit Belt to recreate.
"You're what I call a sensible boy, Evan.... I wish....."
Hazel did not finish her wish. She blushed instead.
"You don't know how good it seems to meet you here like this, Hazel," Nelson observed, to relieve the situation. He knew perfectly well that her wish was about Bill Watson.
"I don't think you can enjoy it half so well as I."