He was silent a moment and then answered:
"Utterly unconscious."
They walked on in silence till they came in sight of the marshes and the long gray line of Upthorne Farm.
"That's where I met you once," he said. "Do you remember? You were coming out of the door as I went in."
"You seem to have been always meeting me."
"Always meeting you. And then—-always missing you. Just when I expected most to find you."
"If we go much farther in this direction," said Gwenda, "we shall meet
Papa."
"Well—I suppose some day I shall have to meet him. Do you realise that I've never met him yet?"
"Haven't you?"
"No. Always I've been on the point of meeting him, and always some malignant fate has interfered."