"To escape from you."
"Tr-ruly?"
He dropped her hands and looked cut to the heart; so hurt that Sydney hastened to apply ointment to the wound.
"But I was walking on the carriage-road to meet you."
"You were?" Friedrich's gloomy face was alive again. "Then why did you r-run?"
"I don't know. For the same reason a kitten won't come when she's called, I suppose."
"Even though she wants to?"
"Who knows what a kitten wants?"
"It would give me the gr-reatest of pleasure, Miss Car-roll, to shake you!"
"I don't doubt it."