suppose its natural, but then--I wish--Oh, I wish it were different.

Bev. I don't feel like he was our cousin any more. Didn't it seem
strange that he and Mr. Hopkins should have visited here just before the
war? I liked them fine. I believe I liked Hopkins best. I was awful
sorry when they went away.

Fair (quietly, without looking at him). Does that seem very long
ago to you, Bev?

Bev (surprised). Why, no: not longer than it was.

Fair. I was thinking--I can't help wondering if we shall ever see
him again.

Bev. Who do you mean, Hopkins?

Fair (softly). No; Steve!

Bev. We may, though I hope not.

Fair (surprised). Why?

Bev. He'd be our enemy now.

[Fair seems greatly troubled.

Fair. Somehow I can't help thinking that we shall see him again.
I often wonder if he's changed. He seemed so different from our boys--so
very different, somehow.