Such an idiotic, outrageous thing to ask.

Yet it is probable that he would have asked it if the young lady had given him the chance.

But she did not; after a sidelong glance at his face, she hurriedly rose from the rock and announced that she must be getting back to the house.
"I have some packing to do," she explained; "and, besides, I think it is going to rain." "But, Miss Graham, I--" A big drop of rain splashing upon his shoe confirmed the weather prophecy.

She began to walk briskly toward the bungalow, and he walked at her side.
"Another storm," she said.

"I should think the one we have just passed through was sufficient for a while.