"Really you mustn't be doing this all the time," she said.
He merely laughed good-naturedly again, and told her to eat if she thought it was good enough.
"We'll soon be there now," she said as she ate. "Have you someone to go to?"
"Oh, yes, I have a sister."
Slowly and thoughtfully he took another sandwich and turned it over, looking at it absently before he took a bite out of it. When he had finished one mouthful, he took another. And when he had finished that one, too, he said:
"I thought that as I'm going to stay in town over the winter, I'd better learn something. And what with the farm as well--"
"Yes, indeed."
"You think so too?"
"Oh, yes. I think so."
Why did he tell her about his private affairs? She had private affairs of her own. She thanked him for the sandwiches and got up.