She shook her head: "I have thought of that, but I believe that I should have found you interesting, even if I should have met you in the ordinary way."
"No, you would never have allowed yourself the time. Some sobering process was required."
"Yes, that is true," she frankly admitted.
In the tree tops above them the birds were riotous. The air was scented with a sharp sweetness from the wild mint that grew at the edge of the water.
"Has Mr. Sawyer been to see you?"
"He came today."
"Tell me about his visit. What did he say?"
"He wanted to buy me—wanted to hire me to go away."
"Tell me all about it. Remember, we are friends."
"He brought a check for five hundred dollars, signed by your father."