The squire is beginning to feel his age.

In fact, he wants me to make my home with him.

I don't propose to do that entirely, but I can't leave him alone for long at a time." "I see," said Jeff.

He glanced towards Doris.

"Shall we start back ?" he said.
Hugh propped his gun against a tree, and stepped forward to mount her.
"So you still have Hector," he said.
"Jeff's wedding present," she answered, still smiling.
Lightly she mounted, and for a single moment he felt her passing touch upon his shoulder.