She had never seen such a painful blush.
He kept his head up, and though his eyes became agonized with embarrassment, they clung doggedly to hers.
She knew intuitively that he blushed because he fancied that she, from his rough clothes, had judged him to be a common tramp.
She was glad of it--his blush gave her a little security.
But she could not support his glance.

She all but stamped her foot as she said: "Didn't you hear me ?" With a visible effort the young man collected his wits, and with unsmiling face started to climb toward Colina.

The dog, making to follow him, he spoke a word of command and it returned to the boat.
Face to face with him Colina felt as if his glowing dark eyes were burning holes in her.
"Where is he ?" he asked soberly.
Colina merely pointed across the bottoms where Ginger could be seen still busy with the grass.
"I'll bring him to you," he said coolly, and started off.
His assurance exasperated Colina.

"It isn't as easy as you think," she said haughtily, "or I shouldn't have asked for help!" He turned his head, his face suddenly breaking into a beaming smile.
"I know horses," he said.
Colina was furious.

He made her feel like a little girl.