"My dress has changed a little," she said, "and I also; but not to you.

Hang the bag over your other shoulder, that I may see your face.

You say so little that if one does not look at you you are an uncomprehended cipher." Waldo changed the bag, and they walked on side by side.

"You have improved," she said.

"Do you know that I have sometimes wished to see you while I was away; not often, but still sometimes." They were at the gate of the first camp now.