“I’d rather you went away.”
“Why? Are you tired of me?”
She laughed and put her hands on his shoulders.
“Because you’ve been working hard, and you look utterly washed out. You want some fresh air and a rest. Please go.”
He did not answer for a moment. He looked at her with loving eyes.
“You know, I’d never believe it of anyone but you. You’re only thinking of my good. I wonder what you see in me.”
“Will you give me a good character with my month’s notice?” she laughed gaily.
“I’ll say that you’re thoughtful and kind, and you’re not exacting; you never worry, you’re not troublesome, and you’re easy to please.”
“All that’s nonsense,” she said, “but I’ll tell you one thing: I’m one of the few persons I ever met who are able to learn from experience.”