"I want first to accomplish what I came here for." She turned her head very slowly and looked at him.

There was quite a becoming flush upon her cheeks.
"What did you come for ?" she asked softly.
He was silent for a moment.

Already his foot was on the brake of the car; they were drawing near the plain, five-barred gates.
"Perhaps I am not quite sure about that myself," he whispered.
They had come to a standstill.

She descended reluctantly.
"I hate to send you away," she sighed, "it seems so inhospitable.

Will you come in for a little time?
The worst that can happen, if we meet dad, is that he might be rather rude." "I'll risk it with pleasure," Granet replied.
"Can I see your collapsible boat ?" she asked, peering in behind.
He shook his head.
"It isn't my secret," he said, "and besides, I don't think my friend has the patent for it yet." The sentry stood by and allowed them to pass, although he looked searchingly at Granet.