Why did you hum when you cooked his supper and called to him through the trees ?" "I--I do not know." "'Twas the world-old instinct of primitive woman!" "No! No! No! It was only because I was living the life I love the best.

I was very happy." "Why were you happier after the storm ?" "I--I do not know." "You have scolded with flashing eyes about the hay-camp--" "But--I--I did not mind.

I tried to mind and could not--" "That is a very singular thing." "Yes." "Why have you not told him of the tall sentinel you have furtively watched of moonlit nights among the trees, a sentinel who slept by day upon a ridiculous bed of hay that he might smoke and watch over the camp of his lady until peep o' day ?" "I--do not know." "You are sighing even now for the van and a camp fire--for the hay-camp through the trees--" "No!" with a very definite flash of perversity.
"Where is this persistent young nomad of the hay-camp anyway ?" "I--I have wondered myself." But with a quiver of impatience the horse had pawed the ground and the tiny bird flew off to a distant clump of palmetto.
Diane rode hurriedly off into the flat-woods..