They walked to the railings and looked down on to the sands.
"Shall you stay here long?" she asked, suddenly. "After we have gone, I mean."
"I don't know; I haven't made any plans; I'm one of those people who drift with the tide, and if a wave casts me up on the shore, as it did when I came here, I just stay until another one comes along and washes me off again."
She looked up at him interestedly.
90 "I have so often wondered why you came here." she said suddenly. "You don't like the hotel, or the people, or even the place very much, do you?"
"I came here to see you."
"To see me!"
"Yes—I wanted to see what sort of a woman Chris had married."
"And were you very disappointed?" She asked her question with wistful anxiety, very sure that if he answered it at all it would be with the truth.
"Yes, I was disappointed—but agreeably!" he said, smiling. "I somehow imagined you would be empty-headed and golden-haired— perhaps a little older than Chris. I am afraid I thought you would be the type of woman that Mrs. Heriot is."