Besides, you told me at the junction that I was not to be allowed to meet you again for some time." Sylvia smiled at him.
"Haven't you found out that you needn't take everything I say too literally ?" Bland stopped, pressing the hand on his arm.
"Does that apply to all you said on the evening when we sat outside the inn ?" "No," answered Sylvia firmly.

"It does not; please understand that.

I must stick to what I told you then." She paused, and they heard the soft fall of approaching feet before she resumed with a laugh: "Go on, if you don't want the others to think we are waiting for them." Bland obeyed, a little soothed, though he saw she was not yet ready to allow a renewal of his pleading.

Sylvia had obviously meant that she wished to be left alone with him.
"Why did you call on Stephen West ?" she asked, presently.
"I'd meant to tell you.

But, first of all, is Lansing still connected with the rubber company?
West didn't seem very well informed upon the point." "Neither am I," replied Sylvia thoughtfully.