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"I mean for a good while," he hastily added.
Pen's brain whirled. She lowered her eyes and gave herself five seconds to regain her balance. Finally the suspicion of a dimple appeared at the corner of her lips. She looked up.
"I will not answer you now," repeated Pen. There was nothing else she could say.At one step they had entered the civilized world again. Up the river the steamboat blew for a wharf, and they could hear from far-off the barking of a dog, and all those vague little sounds that rise from a peopled land at night. The field was populous with crickets and the wide space was made lovely by myriad fire-flies floating about like vagrant stars. The field was a broad one, and the going rough underfoot. Young pine trees were springing up everywhere.
Pen was too weary to get angry all over again. She merely smiled faintly at the irony of life.Thus far the summary of facts which heads all newspaper stories. Several columns of comment and hypothesis followed:"Because I keep certain things of value in there. I don't want the servants to go in."
"If you work all day you've got to have your sleep at night," he said doggedly.
"Is that all?" asked Don at last.
Pen clasped her hands. "Oh, Don!"
Pen thought she had experienced the extremity of torment. But this was saving for her. She half rose from her chair with a face of horror, and dropped back again."I beg your pardon," said Pen with her chin up. "That is between my father and me."