"Is that right?" she demanded, holding up the knot.
"Yes; now run the end—no, this end—through the bight. That's right; now pull it taut. You haven't answered my question, Hetty."
"'You will need the patience,' she said"
"You haven't asked any," she replied quickly; and then added: "What next?"
"Pull it tighter," he answered, and, leaning forward, drew it taut, for an instant covering her hands with his own.
She drew hers away quickly and dropped them in her lap.
"It's no use," she told him; "I shall never learn."
"Try!" he urged.