Physically you are a Juno,--mentally you are an infant! By and by you will grow up,--and you will be glad I did no more than kiss you! It's getting late,--you must go home." He released her and put her gently away from him.

Then, as he saw her eyes still uplifted questioningly to his face, he laughed.
"Upon my word!" he exclaimed--"I am making a nice fool of myself! Actually wasting time on a woman.

Go home, Manella, go home! If you are wise you won't stop here another minute! See now! You are full of curiosity--all women are! You want to know why I stay up here in this hill cabin by myself instead of staying at the 'Plaza.' You think I'm a rich Englishman.

I'm not.

No Englishman is ever rich,--not up to his own desires.