about being in a hurry until just before we started back. He spoke with some heat.
I know! I know! Miss Colman adopted a propitiatory tone. It's my fault, and it was exceedingly good of you, Gareth, to take me with you. But try to understand, Gareth. It is getting dark. I shouldn't like to meet . . .
O, well, I guess we'll get back in time for supper, Miss Colman, the boy remarked indifferently.
