What do you suppose I came out for at this hour, if it wasn't to avoid meeting them?
Let us go on.

If I die on the road, so much the better." "Perhaps," said Septimus, "I could carry you." She softened, linked her arm in his, and almost laughed, as they started up the hill.
"What a good fellow you are, and I've been behaving like a beast.

Anyone but you would have worried me with questions--and small wonder.

But you haven't even asked me--" "Hush," said Septimus.

"I know.