These latter were of price, such things as it might seldom--and then only by sacrifice--lie within the means of Captain Tremayne to offer to the woman whom he took to wife.
He so lost himself upon that train of thought that she was forced to repeat her reminder.
"Una will be waiting for you, Captain Tremayne." "Scarcely as eagerly," he answered, "as others will be waiting for you." She laughed amusedly, a frank, boyish laugh.

"I thank you for not saying as eagerly as I am waiting for others." "Miss Armytage, I have ever cultivated truth." "But we are dealing with surmise." "Oh, no surmise at all.

I speak of what I know." "And so do I." And yet again she repeated: "Una will be waiting for you." He sighed, and stiffened slightly.

"Of course if you insist," said he, and made ready to reconduct her.
She swung round as if to go, but checked, and looked him frankly in the eyes.
"Why will you for ever be misunderstanding me ?" she challenged him.
"Perhaps it is the inevitable result of my overanxiety to understand." "Then begin by taking me more literally, and do not read into my words more meaning than I intend to give them.

When I say Una is waiting for you, I state a simple fact, not a command that you shall go to her.
Indeed I want first to talk to you." "If I might take you literally now--" "Should I have suffered you to bring me here if I did not ?" "I beg your pardon," he said, contrite, and something shaken out of his imperturbability.