"I--I left my gloves and fly-book.

I was going fishing and called to get them." The artist gave her the articles with a word of regret for having so carelessly forgotten to return them to her.

With a simple "good-by" to her two friends but without even a glance toward their caller, she went back up the canyon, in the direction from which she had come.
When the girl had disappeared among the trees, James Rutlidge said, with his meaning smile, "Really, I owe you an apology for dropping in so unexpectedly.

I--" Conrad Lagrange interrupted him, curtly.

"No apology is due, sir." "No ?" returned Rutlidge, with a rising inflection and a drawling note in his voice that was almost too much for the others.