Won't you let me be your scholar, too?
Please do come over to the ravine where it is cool and give me my first lesson.

I need you dreadfully." Kate was desperately in need of human companionship in that instant, herself, someone who could speak, and sin, and suffer, and repent.

As she looked straight in the face of the man before her she saw, not him being rude and quarrelling pettily with his mother, but herself racing around the dining table pursued by her father raving like an insane man.

Who was she to judge or to refuse help when it was asked?
She went with him; and Mrs.Holt, listening and peering from the side of the window blind of her room across the hall, watched them cross the road and sit beside each other on the bank of the ravine in what seemed polite and amicable conversation.

So she heaved a deep sigh of relief and went to wash the dishes and plan breakfast.