"
"They steal anything they can get," said the simple young man.
"Oh, David,"--now she was laughing--"so they might steal me if they
couldn't get a horse, or a blanket, or a side of bacon! Next time I go
wandering I'll take the bacon with me and then I'll be perfectly safe."
"Your father wouldn't like it. I've heard him tell you not to go off
this way alone."
"Well, who could I take? I don't like to ask father to go out into the
sun and Daddy John was asleep, and Leff--I didn't see Leff anywhere."
"I was there," he said, dropping his eyes.
"You were under the wagon reading Byron. I wouldn't for the world take
you away from Byron."
She looked at him with a candid smile, her eyes above it dancing with
delighted relish in her teasing.
"I would have come in a minute," he said low, sweeping the surface of
the spring with the spray of roses. Susan's look dwelt on him, gently
thoughtful in its expression in case he should look up and catch it.
"Leave Byron," she said, "leave the Isles of Greece where that lady,
whose name I've forgotten, 'loved and sung,' and walk in the sun with
me just because I wanted to see this spring! Oh, David, I would never
ask it of you.
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