How could I?
You see, you are not like anybody that I have ever known." "But I saw you the other evening, you remember." "Yes, but I didn't know you were there.

If I had known, I wouldn't have danced." All the while--as she talked--her fingers had been busy with the slender, willow branches.

"And now"-- she said, abruptly changing the subject, and smiling as she spoke--"and now, you must turn back to your work." "But the light is not right," he protested.
"Never mind, you must pretend that it is," she retorted.

"Can't you pretend ?" To humor her, he obeyed, laughing.
"You may look, now," she said, a minute later.
He turned to see her standing close beside him, holding out a charming little basket that she had woven of the green willows and decorated with moss and watercress.

In the basket, on the cool, damp moss, and lightly covered with the cress, lay a half dozen fine rainbow trout.
"How pretty!" he exclaimed.