“Thanks, can't stay but a minute. I just wanted to talk to you—you see I've been talking with Jess. She's all broke up about the schooner. 'Most as bad as you are. She thinks a lot of you, Hunch. She says you ain't been 'round.”
“No, I ain't yet.”
“She says she didn't know whether you was coming or not.”
“I dunno's there's much good in seeing her.”
“You mean things is different?”
“It don't make much difference what I mean.” Jim's face was not very sympathetic, and Hunch was not in a mood to open his heart.
“Well—I'll be square, Hunch—it's as much what I think as what she thinks—but she can't help thinking—well, you see how it is yourself, Hunch. You ain't in just the position you was in before. It's different—it can't help being different.”
“What's she want to do?”
“Now, don't take it mean, Hunch; but she don't see—and I must say I don't either—that things ought to be just as they was.”
“No, I don't s'pose so.”