Perhaps she could not understand all he said, but she would try to remember it after he had gone.

She could only think now how kind it was of him that in all this mystery of his coming, and in the singular sadness that was oppressing him, he should try to interest her.

And thus looking at him, and wondering, an idea came to her.
She went into her bedroom and took down her husband's heavy pilot overcoat and sou'wester, and handed them to her guest.
"You'd better put them on if you're going to stand there," she said.
"But I am not cold," he said wonderingly.
"But you might be SEEN," she said simply.

It was the first suggestion that had passed between them that his presence there was a secret.

He looked at her intently, then he smiled and said, "I think you're right, for many reasons," put the pilot coat over his frock coat, removed his hat with the gesture of a bow, handed it to her, and placed the sou'wester in its stead.