"The papers."
"Nothing."
"Or—about Mrs. Ledwith?"
"Be civil if I see her."
"Of course," she said, reddening. "I was wondering whether gossip might be nipped in the bud if you left before she arrives and remained away until she leaves."
His prominent eyes were searching her features all the while she was speaking; now they wandered restlessly over the landscape.
"It's my fashion," he said, "to face things as they come."
"If you don't mind I'd rather have you go," she said.
"Where?"
"Anywhere you care to."