Please, when can you take me ?" "I am afraid," Andrew answered, "that I am rather busy just now.

I--" He stopped short, for something in her face perplexed him.

It was impossible for her, of course, to feel disappointment to that extent, and yet she had all the appearance of a child about to cry.

He felt suddenly awkward and ill at ease.
"Of course," he said, "if you really care about it, I should be very pleased to take you any morning toward the end of the week." "To-morrow morning, please," she begged.
He glanced towards his brother, who shrugged his shoulders.
"If Miss Le Mesurier is really inclined to go, Andrew," the latter said, "I am sure that you will take good care of her.

Perhaps some of us will come, too." She nodded her farewells to Andrew, and turned back with her host toward the Hall.