Will you take me home across the fields ?" "Too wet," said Jeff.
"Not if we keep to the path," she said.

"I must just say good-bye to Mr.
Webster first." Mr.Webster was the family lawyer.

He came up with stilted phrases of felicitation which sent Jeff instantly back into his impenetrable shell of silence.

Doris made reply on his behalf and her own with a dainty graciousness that covered all difficulties, and finally extricated herself and Jeff from the situation with a dexterity that left him spellbound.
She had her way.

They went by way of the fields, he and she alone through the lifting mist, while Granny Grimshaw and Jim Dawlish marched solemnly back to the mill by the road.
"It's a very good morning's work," asserted Granny Grimshaw with much satisfaction.