"Yes. Shall I leave you five minutes?"
"O yes!"
He had come before her and was holding both her hands. Before he let them go he stooped down and kissed her.
It was not a very common thing for Winthrop to kiss her; and Winnie sat quieted under the power and the pleasure of it till the five minutes were run out and he had got back again. His going and coming was without seeing any one of the house; a fact owing to Mrs. Nettley's being away to market and Mr. Inchbald out on another errand.
Winthrop came in with his hands full of brown papers. Winnie watched him silently again while he put his stores in the closet and brought out plates and knives and forks.
"Where do you sleep, Governor?"
"In a pleasanter place than I slept in last night," said her brother.
"Yes, but where? I don't see any bed."
"You don't see it by day. It only shews itself at night."
"But where is it, Governor?"