"There's nobody else here and a wet evening's dreary.

I hope you won't go before I come back." "I won't," said Festing.

"They have only a deaf tourist and two tired climbers, who seem sleepy and bad-tempered, at the hotel." Miss Jardine's eyes twinkled.

"Well," she said as she went out, "I suppose it's a fair retort." Festing colored and looked at Helen apologetically.

"You see, I have lived in the woods." "I expect that has some advantages," said Helen, who liked his frank embarrassment.