CHAPTER XIII.
One day Hollanden said, in greeting, to Hawker, "Well, he's gone." "Who ?" asked Hawker.
"Why, Oglethorpe, of course.

Who did you think I meant ?" "How did I know ?" said Hawker angrily.
"Well," retorted Hollanden, "your chief interest was in his movements, I thought." "Why, of course not, hang you! Why should I be interested in his movements ?" "Well, you weren't, then.

Does that suit you ?" After a period of silence Hawker asked, "What did he--what made him go ?" "Who ?" "Why--Oglethorpe." "How was I to know you meant him?
Well, he went because some important business affairs in New York demanded it, he said; but he is coming back again in a week.

They had rather a late interview on the porch last evening." "Indeed," said Hawker stiffly.
"Yes, and he went away this morning looking particularly elated.

Aren't you glad ?" "I don't see how it concerns me," said Hawker, with still greater stiffness.
In a walk to the lake that afternoon Hawker and Miss Fanhall found themselves side by side and silent.