"Is that you, Daisy?" he asked, stopping short and speaking sharply.
"Yes, Cornelius."
"What are you doing here?"
"I thought you were here, Cornelius."
"You knew I was out."
"No, Cornelius, I did not."
"It is very odd; Miriam heard you answering me when I asked you from the garden if Deborah was come back."
"Miss Russell must have been mistaken, Cornelius. I did not hear you, and
I did not answer. I came here to look for you; indeed I did."
"Very well," he replied, carelessly, "let me pass; I want to go up."
I rose, but as I did so, I said again, "It was to look for you I came up here, Cornelius."