"Yes; I'm leaving Wendover Park. At least, I expect so."
"You don't mean for always?"
"Yes; for always. To-night has decided it."
She looked at him wistfully, questioningly.
"Has that man anything to do with it? Is he driving you away?"
"No; he wants me to stay."
She again scanned his features in a puzzled, childish way. "Of course, I don't understand," she said.
"No; I hardly understand myself," and he spoke almost involuntarily. "Thank you very much for coming."
She clasped his hand eagerly. "I shall be very sorry if you go," she said, "but please don't do anything that man asks you. Please don't."
"I won't," replied Dick.