Leslie: Why don't you stay on a while, really see something of it?Bick: Roundup time in my country.Big spring roundup.Leslie: Your country?Bick: Reata.Leslie: Your country, my country.Jordan, you make it sound so far apart.Bick: Maybe - you could come out and see it if you get a chance.(She smiled and coyly hid behind the porch pillar)...I guess I'll be off real early in the morning, so goodbye.Leslie: I'm really awfully glad you came.And I'm not gonna say goodbye to you here in the moonlight.It would just be too touching.Good night.At about 10:45 pm as Bick restlessly stirred in bed, Leslie walked back home on the green lawn of the bucolic Lynnton estate, and fancifully spun around in her diaphanous pink gown in he grand foyer after attending the nearby Hunt Ball.He had to dodge being hit with a customary assortment of dumped trash from an upper second-floor window, but then was unsuspectingly hit by debris thrown from an opposite direction." And then she explains how Frank has changed his mind about leaving: "Frank's road fever wasn't very serious.Suspecting that the entire Strode family was in danger from "him" (Myers sent on a murderous quest by the Druid cult), Tommy befriended Danny, and led him and Kara back to his boarding house room for safety, although she thought he was crazy.