Don't think I mean mine," she explained quickly and defiantly, "but Peter's and Paul's." There was a pause as they walked along together.
"The board shall come down," said he; "and now may I carry your basket ?" "My basket?
Do you think I'd trust a man to carry eggs ?" She laughed, but with a trace of forgiveness.
He did not answer, but seemed to have fallen into a fit of troubled contemplation.

They walked on in silence.
Presently she halted.
"I doubt you've had trouble in your time, and I've hurt your feelings and spoken as I oughtn't to have spoken to my betters; but I've seen that Peter and Paul were hurt in mind, and that made me say more than I meant.

Yonder's your way down to Kit's House.

Good-night, sir." Mr.Fogo would have held out his hand, but she was gone quickly down the road.

He stood for a minute looking after her; then turned and walked quickly down the path to Kit's House.
Caleb met him at the door.
"So you'm back, an' I hopes you enj'yed your walk, as Sal said when her man comed home from France.