"You never mentioned him." "I seem to have had no opportunity." "No.

I too have many things that I have wanted to speak to you about, but opportunity was wanting.

I have sometimes been on the point of asking you to let me write to you again." He glanced inquiringly at her.

Her eyes fell, and she tried to speak, but failed.

Waymark went to a seat at a little distance from her.
"You do not look as well as when I met you in the summer," he said.