"Yes—I remember—in the wood."
"Where I found you lying quite unconscious."
"Where you found me—yes."
"Lying—quite unconscious!"
"Yes," she answered, beginning to hasten her steps again. "And where you left me without telling me your name—or—even asking mine."
"For which I blamed myself—afterwards," said Barnabas.
"Indeed, it was very remiss of you."
"Yes," sighed Barnabas, "I came back to try and find you."
"Really, sir?" said she, with black brows arched—"did you indeed, sir?"
"But I was too late, and I feared I had lost you—"