“I haven't had the courage.”
Benson gave a sigh of relief.
“I am glad you haven't. Well, let her go to the judge, too, he understands; it will be all right.”
“You are very generous,-Mr. Benson.”
He reddened at this.
“Oh, no, it's not that. What I may do is nothing to what you are doing; and I still reproach myself with that.”
“But you needn't. It has given me something to do, something to think of.”
They had reached the lane. He vaulted lightly over the low bars, and from the other side held out his hand.
“Good-bye, Mrs. Landray; I shall be very busy until I go, and unless you need me, it is doubtful if I find time to come out here again.”
“How shall you go?” she asked.