Where can you go ?" Robin considered.
"I could go to Dethick," he said.
"That is not far enough away, I think." "I could come here," he suggested artfully.
A smile lit in her eyes, shone in her mouth, and passed again into seriousness.
"That is scarcely a mile further," she said.

"We must think....

Will he be very angry, Robin ?" Robin smiled grimly.
"I have never withstood him in a great affair," he said.

"He is angry enough over little things." "Poor Robin!" "Oh! he is not unjust to me.

He is a good father to me." "That makes it all the sadder," she said.
"And there is no other way ?" he asked presently.
She glanced at him.
"Unless you would withstand him to the face.