She shivered. She started swiftly away.
"Miss Planter!"
The unexpectedness of the naked command may have brought her around. He walked to her.
"When will you realize," he asked, "that it is unforgivable to turn your back on life?"
Had he really meant to suggest that she could possess life only through him? Doubtless the sublime effrontery of that interpretation reached her. She commenced to laugh, her colour rising. She glanced away, and her laughter died.
"You may as well understand," he said, "that I am never going to leave you alone."
She started across the leaf-strewn grass. He kept pace with her.
"Are you going to force me to make a scene?" she asked.
"Except with your father," he said, "I don't think it would make much difference."
He felt that if she had had anything in her hands then she would have struck at him.