“Oh, very well.” He smiled superiorly.
“How could you?”
“You forget that we gods have powers of——”
“Oh! Well, tell me, then.”
“Not to-day,” he answered gently. “To-morrow, perhaps.”
He raised his paddle and turned the canoe about.
“But you will not see me to-morrow,” she said, stifling the smile that threatened to mar her severity.
“You are not thinking of leaving Arcady?” he asked in surprise. “Where, pray, could you find a more delightful pool than this? Observe those swans! Observe the lilies! Besides, even in Arcady one doesn’t move so late in the season.”
She regarded him for a moment with intense gravity. Then,