He felt that he would like to lie there always--just resting, and drinking in the beauty of the world.
Suddenly he half-rose.

"Lubin!" he called out quickly, in an undertone.
"Sir," responded Lubin, turning round.
"Who was that lady looking over the garden-gate just now ?" "Lady ?" repeated Lubin.

"I never saw no lady.

Whereabouts was she ?" "On the path of course, outside.

A second ago.