"But I thank yo', all the same, co'nnle.

It was real good in yo' to think of toting these things over here." And she held out her hand frankly.
Courtland took it with the sickening consciousness that for the last five minutes he had been an unconscionable ass.

He could not prolong the interview after she had so significantly risen.

If he had only taken his leave and kept the letter and locket for a later visit, perhaps when they were older friends! It was too late now.

He bent over her hand for a moment, again thanked her for her courtesy, and withdrew.