And when we had chatted quite comfortably for a little while I rose to take my leave.
Of course she could not let me go without one sharp little word.
'You have been kinder to me to-day,' she said, pausing slightly.

'I suppose that is because I let you take your own way with me.' 'Every one likes his own way,' I said lightly.

'If I have been kinder to you, as you say, possibly it is because you have deserved kindness more.' And I smiled at her and patted the thin hand, as though she were a child, and so 'went on my way rejoicing,' as they say in the good old Book..