Her face hardened for an instant at this, and then, as suddenly, softened. “No,” she said; “I'm not afraid of anything.”
“And you 'll go?”
She nodded.
“Shall I come here?”
“No, you'd better not.”
“Where shall we meet?”
“Oh—let me see—over just beyond the station. It's quiet there.”
“All right. And I 'll get a lunch put up.”
“No—it's easier for me to do that. I 'll bring something. And now go—please.”
He rose, and slipped around the table toward her. .