Stella nodded her head.

Mr.Hazlewood had not said one word in recognition of her engagement but she had made her little fight that morning.

She had yielded and she could not renew it.

She had spent three miserable hours framing reasonable arguments why last night should be forgotten.

But the sight of her lover coming across the meadow had set her heart so leaping that she could only stammer out a few tags and phrases.
"Oh, I wish you hadn't come!" she had repeated and repeated and all the while her blood was leaping in her body for joy that he had.