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"Please don't misunderstand me,"
she said. "I lay no claim to this spot,
of course, and were you a painter—if
you came here to work—I would have
no objection to offer. But as it is, as
this particular locality means no more
to you than any other"
"No more," echoed Miles, politely.
"And as there are so many other places quite as attractive"
"Fully as attractive," agreed Miles.
"I think I am—justified in asking you to—to cease coming, at least while I am here."
"You are quite within your rights, Miss Lynde. Believe me, I shall respect them carefully. Good-morning, Miss Lynde."
"Good-morning, Mr. Fallon."
Of course, it was all absolutely ridiculous, but to Miles, pushing his way through the apple-blooms to-
