Coming upon her one day as she sat on the beach, she seemed so unconscious of his approach, that he came close to her side quite unnoticed.
Then she looked up at him and bowed, but her face scarcely wore the semblance of a smile as she did so.
"Of what were you thinking?" he asked, as he lay down on the pebbles by her feet.
"Nothing," she replied curtly.
"How smooth and pleasant the water looks—will you let me row you out a little way?"
"No, thanks," she replied almost with asperity.
"You always seem to—to doubt me, Miss Hampton."
"You think so?" said she, with her lip curling slightly.
"I am sorry to say that I feel it instinctively."
"I do not doubt your honour, at all events."