“Why, we’ve walked clear out into the country!”
“Oh, is that all? I hadn’t noticed.”
“And there are people waiting for me. I must run.”
“Nonsense, let them wait.”
“I should have been back long since.”
They had turned, and she was hurrying.
“Think of your new fortune, Miss Amhurst, safely lodged in our friend Morton’s bank, and don’t hurry for any one.”
“I didn’t say it was a fortune: there’s only ten thousand dollars there.”
“That sounds formidable, but unless the people who are waiting for you muster more than ten thousand apiece, I don’t think you should make haste on their account.”
“It’s the other way about, Mr. Drummond. Individually they are poorer than I, therefore I should have returned long ago. Now, I fear, they will be in a temper.”