"I don't know. Upon my word, I think we may as well. She'll be more upset if we don't go. She says she wants to be left to herself for one day."
A sort of tremor passed over her eyes. They did not look at him; they looked beyond him, as if somewhere they saw something that frightened her.
"You mustn't leave her, Ranny," she said.
He laughed. "She doesn't want me. She's just told me so."
"Whether she wants you or not you've got to stay with her."
She said it sternly.
"I say, you needn't talk like that. To hear you any one would think I fair neglected her."
She bit her lip. Her eyes wandered in their troubled way. She looked like a thing held there under his eyes against its will and seeking some way of escape.
"I don't think you neglect her, Ranny," she said at last.
"Well, then, what do you think?"