She was not paying him, any attention now. A rose bush was near by,
and she picked one of the flowers, and arranged it carefully at her
waist.
She said, still looking at him:
"Do you know--I wish you would shave yourself?"
"Why?" he mumbled.
"I should like to see you," she answered. "I think I have a
curiosity to see you."
"I should think you could do that well enough," he said in the same
low, mumbled tones.
"No," she answered. "I can only see some very untidy hair and a
pair of eyes--not very nice eyes, rather frightening eyes. I
should like to see the rest of your face some day so as to know
what it's like."
"Perhaps you shall--some day," he said.
"Is that a threat?" she asked. "It sounded like one."
"Perhaps," he answered.
She laughed lightly and turned away.
"You make me very curious," she said. "But then, you've always
done that."
She went back to her seat by her mother, and he walked on moodily
to the house.
Mrs. Dawson said to Ella:
"How can you talk to that man, my dear? I think he looks perfectly
dreadful--hardly like a human being."
"I was just telling him he ought to shave himself," said Ella.
"I told him I should like to know what he was really like."
"I shall ask father," said Mrs. Dawson sternly, "to make it a
condition of his employment here."
CHAPTER XVII
A DECLARATION
Dunn knew very well that he ought to give immediate information to
the authorities of what had happened.
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