"I am glad that I did come." "And I am sorry." "Why ?" She looked about the tent as though he might find his answer there.
Thresk did not move.

He stood near to her, watching her face intently with his jaw rather set.
"Oh, I didn't say that to wound you," said Stella, and she sat down on one of the cushioned basket-chairs.

"You mustn't think I wasn't glad to see you.

I was--at the first moment I was very glad;" and she saw his face lighten as she spoke.

"I couldn't help it.