Hilda [more softly]. You proposed.
Jamie [stroking her hair]. Where?
Hilda. Why, where we were to-day—at Whitmore—in Mr. Stevens' sail-boat.
Jamie. Yes, that's so. I thought maybe you'd forgotten....
Hilda [drawing back]. Jamie! Forget! Never! Why that's the greatest thing that ever comes into a girl's life! Forget it? How could you!
Jamie. And you're just the same?
Hilda [her head against his shoulder again]. Always!
Jamie. The old lake looked somewhat different to-day, didn't it; so many of the cottages open, and such a crowd around?
Hilda. Yes, but it wasn't so nice as it was that day. I thought there were just a few too many around to-day, didn't you?
Jamie. Yes—once—or—twice——