I'm the same; only I must have grown up, as you say." A sound as of someone driving up the road came to them through the open door.

Carlia nervously arose and listened.

She appeared to be frightened, as she looked out to the road without wanting to be seen.

A light wagon rattled by, and the girl, somewhat relieved, went back to her chair.
"Isn't it warm in here ?" she asked.
"It's warm everywhere." "I can't stay here.

Let's go out--for a walk." "All right--come on." They closed the door, and went out at the rear.