"If you please! You remember what I said about half-an-hour? I shall be so glad if you can make it convenient to be ready."
She hesitated; looking sideways at the stranger. Then she moved to Mr Frazer, who was by the steps which led into the caravan.
"Why won't you tell me what he wants?"
"Because I don't know--but I soon shall; and all the sooner if you'll leave us alone together."
The young man called out from among the gorse:
"He thinks he's going to bounce me as soon as your back's turned, miss--oh, he's a deep 'un!"
Mr Frazer, still ignoring him, said to the girl:
"Please will you try to be ready inside those thirty minutes?"
"Will you be ready?"
"I think I shall--I don't think you'll find I'll keep you waiting." She looked into his blue eyes, as if she were trying to decipher what was in them; then, glancing half affrightedly over her shoulder, she went up the steps into the caravan. She paused on the ledge to give a flying look at Mr Frazer, and another at the lad among the bushes, then passed inside, drawing the door to behind her. Mr Frazer said: "I think that, if I were you, I should bolt the door, and close the window."