you, Hunter, not to try sarcasm; it doesn't suit you; when you attempt it you remind me of an elephant trying to waltz. Is there any more coffee there?"
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After all, reflected Miles, as he set
forth aimlessly along the road after
breakfast, after all, there was no good
reason why the vagaries of a girl he
had never seen until a few days ago
should cut short his visit to Hunter
Brough. He had told Hunter he
would stay, and it wouldn't be fair to
disappoint him. Besides, Maple
Green was far pleasanter than the
city. As for Miss Lynde—well, she
had been nothing to him a week
ago, so why should he allow her to
trouble him now? It was bally
nonsense, that's what it was! Any
fellow that would let a yellow-haired
girl with pink cheeks and blue eyes
