“Do you think me dishonorable in everything?” he returned quietly.
“Oh, I’m sorry!” cried the girl impetuously. “I don’t think you dishonorable. I know you’re not. I don’t know what to think or do.”
“Take this light and hurry back to the Farmhouse. I’ve still got time for the train. Or I’ll take you back and make the morning train.”
“One thing I cannot and will not do: spend another night at the Farm.”
“Is that your last word?”
“Yes.” Obstinacy itself was in the monosyllable.
“Then I’ll go with you to Meredith.”
“I won’t let you.”
“I’ll go,” he retorted in a tone which ended that discussion.
Under his guidance and in silence they regained the main road. At Center Harbor he succeeded in getting a team to take them the rest of the way. Not until the end of the journey did Darcy speak to him.