"So did I.It is a beautiful evening for a walk, isn't it ?" She had said precisely the same thing on that other evening, when they stood in the middle of "Hammond's Turn-off" in the driving rain.

He remembered it, and so, evidently, did she, for she colored slightly and smiled.
"I mean it this time," she said.

"I'm glad you didn't get cold from your wetting the other day." "Oh! I wasn't very wet.

You wouldn't let me lend you the umbrella, so I had that to protect me on the way home." "Not then; I meant the other morning when Nat--Cap'n Hammond--met you out on the flats.

He said you were wading the main channel and it was over your boots." "Over my boots! Is that all he said?
Over my head would be the plain truth.