"I remember my cabinet, and some of the names.

But I never saw any fellows of this sort in the North." "Your memory is good ?" "Yes," he said, "for what I care about"-- he looked up at her--"for those I care about my memory is good, I never forget kindness--nor confidence given--nor a fault forgiven." She bent forward, elbows on knees, chin propped on both linked hands.
"Do you understand now," she said, "why I could not afford the informality of our first meeting?
What you have heard about me explains why I can scarcely afford to discard convention, does it not, Mr.
Hamil ?" She went on, her white fingers now framing her face and softly indenting the flushed skin: "I don't know who has talked to you, or what you have heard; but I knew by your expression--there at the swimming-pool--that you had heard enough to embarrass you and--and hurt me very, very keenly." "Calypso!" he broke out impulsively; but she shook her head.

"Let _me_ tell you if it must be told, Mr.Hamil....

Father and mother are dreadfully sensitive; I have only known about it for two years; two years ago they told me--had to tell me....

Well--it still seems hazy and incredible....