"Why will you not sail with me, Marie?" Len would sometimes ask her.
"You are in the employ of Mr. Winslow now," she would perhaps reply.
"If you think I should do so, I will tell him you want to go sailing. He will not refuse it."
"No, no! Don't ask him," Marie would exclaim; "it is not necessary."
"Then you will go?"
"Perhaps, some time," Marie would say, glad of a chance to escape.
After a few such scenes Len's anger would break forth, and she would abruptly leave him, while he would cry after her that she was afraid of Winslow.
It was really the case after awhile. Marie feared both Len and Winslow.
In this way Marie was driven to the extremity of disliking Len and avoiding him as much as she could possibly do so.