She did not answer. The play over, she was self-conscious again.
"Try once more," he cried, picking another orange.
"No, no," she answered. "I must be going."
"You aren't needed yet."
"Yes I am, truly. Miss Patty is wondering why I'm not there with the hot water."
He tossed the orange, but she dodged it and ran through the trees. Pursuing her, in a few seconds he was at her side.
"Please don't go," he pleaded.
"I must."
"Well, promise you'll come and play again."
"Perhaps."