"And taken care of her," I added, "like the good friend you are."
"I've done what I could, when I could, but she's mostly had to take care of herself and done it well, too—for she's as brave as—"
"As Diana—as beautiful and as chaste!" said I.
"Quite sure as you ain't fallen in love—or falling, friend
Peregrine?"
"Of course—quite."
"To—be—sure!" murmured the Tinker drowsily. "But though your pockets be empty, you ain't in any violent hurry to get back to your luxoorious home, are ye?"
"No!" said I.
"By reason of Anna?"
"By reason that, like her, I have learned to love the Silent Places."
"Ah, yes, lad, I know—for I love 'em too. But you're young and in the
Silent Places one may meet wi' demons an' devils."