"I see you are, and I'll not detain you. Mrs. Custers wants to see you again." He had dropped all banter, and was speaking to her quietly, respectfully, kindly, as he should speak; in a lowered tone, but not so low as to be unheard by others than her.
"I will try to see her again soon—I will try to go very soon," she answered.
"Would you be afraid to go with my father's old stand-bys?—they are safe!"—
"I cannot do that, Dr. Harrison—but I will try to see her soon."
"Can you go without riding?"
"No," she said smiling; "but I must find some other way."
"I won't press that point," said the doctor. "I can't blame you. I must bear that. But—I want for my own sake to have the honour of a little talk with you—I want to explain to you one or two things. Shall you be at leisure to-morrow afternoon?"
"I am hardly at leisure any time, Dr. Harrison. I do not suppose I shall be particularly busy then."
"Then will you take that time for a walk?"
Faith hesitated. "I have very little time, sir."