"And--won't you do me a little favor now?
I have a letter--I was just going up to the corner to put it in the box.

If you're going that way, will you drop it in for me ?" Karen Jensen hesitated, looking across at the shortcut across the fields, but Mrs.Davidson, not being well organized for barbed wire entanglements, offered for the errand, which would take her around by the road.
"Surely, I shall be most happy," said she.

"I will walk around by the box and drop your letter very gladly.

No, no, don't mind coming.

It's nothing--I always go home that way." But Sarah Davidson after all was the school teacher when she had passed beyond the gate in the willow lane.