"Well, it seems a pity, that's all," he said.

"Rather a waste too when you come to think of it." Dinah's eyes caught the reflection of his smile.

"I shall remember that, Mr.Greatheart," she said.
"Forgive me for preaching!" said Scott.
She put out a hand to him quickly, spontaneously.

"You don't preach--and it does me good," she said somewhat incoherently.

"Please--always--say what you like to me!" "At risk of hurting you ?" said Scott.