Her gaze was fixed on the furthest silver gleaming line of the ocean horizon.
"Any one would be bound to feel it, if you loved--if you were fond of him," he went on in rather a rambling way.

"It would make all the difference in the world----" She turned towards him quickly with a smile.

Her breathing was a little hurried.
"Shall we go back now ?" she said.
"Certainly!--if--if you wish--but isn't it rather nice up here ?" he pleaded.
"We'll come another day," and she ran lightly down the first half of the grassy path which had led them to the summit.

"But I mustn't waste any more time this afternoon." "Why?
Any pressing demands for mended lace ?" asked Angus, as he followed her.
"Oh no! Not particularly so.

Only when the firm that employs me, sends any very specially valuable stuff worth five or six hundred pounds or so, I never like to keep it longer that I can help.