"Did you think you were going to escape without another word ?" "I had almost begun to think so," she admitted, smiling also.
He stooped to take off the skis, then stepped to the door.

He leaned towards her.

There was no faintest sign of cynicism in his face that day.
He was in the mood of good comradeship in which she liked him best.
"Walk across to the park with me," he said.

"It is scarcely a mile by the downs.

The man can go on to the Manor with your things and wait here for me on his way back." Anne considered for a moment, but only for a moment.