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"Thank you," she answered. "Before
you go, would you mind pushing
my paint-box a little nearer?"
"Not at all," he replied, as he obeyed.
"Thank you ever so much," she said. "Good-morning."
"Good-morning," echoed Miles.
Thereupon he ascended the slope fully twelve feet and seated himself on a convenient hummock. The position had its advantages; he was rather more in front of her than he had been, and it was possible to look under the sun-bonnet. He took advantage of the possibility now and found himself gazing into a pair of surprised blue eyes.
"I thought!" she began.
"You thought?" he asked, concernedly.
"I thought you were going."
