"I wish he would come and give you a good walk. I have noticed how you always come back looking so much brighter after one of your walks or rides with him."
"What makes you think so, dear Hugh?" said Fleda, a little troubled.
"Only my eyes," said Hugh, smiling. "It does me as much good as you, Fleda."
"I never want to go and leave you, Hugh."
"I am very glad there is somebody to take you. I wish he would come. You want it this minute."
"I don't think I shall let him take me if he comes."
"Whither? and whom?" said another voice.
"I didn't know you were there, Sir," said Fleda, suddenly rising.
"I am but just here Rolf admitted me as he passed out."
Coming in between them, and still holding the hand of one, Mr.
Carleton bent down towards the other.