"Yes."
"When?"
"This morning. She staid a good while with me."
"It was kind of her," said Winthrop after a little pause.
There was a pause then of some length.
"Has Miss Haye's being here and talking to you, tired you, Winnie?" said her brother, the arm that was round her drawing her more near.
"No —" Winnie said; but by no means as if Miss Haye's visit had had a sprightly effect.
"Staid here a good while talking? What did she talk about?"
"O — I don't know, —" said Winnie, — "about my drinking wine, and going to ride with her."
"She is very kind. And what did you tell her?"