"Just hard enough to stop him from annoying you further tonight."
"I suppose he deserved it. He was horrid. But I don't wish you to meet him again just now. He is no coward, and he might attack you."
"That would be most unfortunate," he agreed.
"So, if you don't mind, we'll take a roundabout way. By skirting the Quarry Wood we can reach the avenue, near the place where we met this evening. Do you remember?"
"Perfectly. I shall be very old before I forget."
"But I mean the place where we met. Of course, you could hardly pretend that you had forgotten meeting me."
"As soon would the daffodil forget where last it bloomed.
"Daffodils,
That come before the swallow dares, and take
The winds of March with beauty.
"Not that I should quote you 'A Winter's Tale,' but rather search my poor store for apter lines from 'A Midsummer Night's Dream':