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  ’Butshehadnomoney。’

  ’Yes,shehad;Itookparticularcareofthat。’Johndidnotadd,ashemighthavedone,thathehadgivenher,inhispity,allthemoneyhepossessed,andatpresenthadonlyeighteen-penceintheworld。’Well,itisover,Bob;sosityedown,andtalkwithmeofoldtimes,’headded。

  ’Ah,Jack,itiswellenoughforyoutospeaklikethat,’saidthedisquietedsailor;’butIcan’thelpfeelingthatitisacruelthingyouhavedone。Afterall,shewouldhavebeensnugenoughforme。WouldIhadneverfoundoutthisabouther!John,whydidyouinterfere?Youhadnorighttooverhaulmyaffairslikethis。Whydidn’tyoutellmefairlyallyouknew,andletmedoasIchose?

  Youhaveturnedheroutofthehouse,andit’sashame!Ifshehadonlycometome!Whydidn’tshe?’

  ’Becausesheknewitwasbesttodootherwise。’

  ’Well,Ishallgoafterher,’saidBobfirmly。

  ’Youcandoasyoulike,’saidJohn;’butIwouldadviseyoustronglytoleavematterswheretheyare。’

  ’Iwon’tleavematterswheretheyare,’saidBobimpetuously。’Youhavemadememiserable,andallfornothing。Itellyoushewasgoodenoughforme;andaslongasIknewnothingaboutwhatyousayofherhistory,whatdifferencewouldithavemadetome?Neverwasthereayoungwomanwhowasbettercompany;andshelovedamerrysongasIdomyself。Yes,I’llfollowher。’

  ’O,Bob,’saidJohn;’Ihardlyexpectedthis!’

  ’That’sbecauseyoudidn’tknowyourman。CanIaskyoutodomeonekindness?Idon’tsupposeIcan。CanIaskyounottosayawordagainsthertoanyofthemathome?’

  ’Certainly。TheveryreasonwhyIgothertogooffsilently,asshehasdone,wasbecausenothingshouldbesaidagainstherhere,andnoscandalshouldbeheardof。’

  ’Thatmaybe;butI’moffafterher。MarrythatgirlIwill。’

  ’You’llbesorry。’

  ’Thatweshallsee,’repliedRobertwithdetermination;andhewentawayrapidlytowardsthemill。Thetrumpet-majorhadnohearttofollow——nogoodcouldpossiblycomeoffurtheropposition;andthereonthedownheremainedlikeagravenimagetillBobhadvanishedfromhissightintothemill。

  Bobenteredhisfather’sonlytoleavewordthathewasgoingonarenewedsearchforMatilda,andtopackupafewnecessariesforhisjourney。Tenminuteslaterhecameoutagainwithabundleinhishand,andJohnsawhimgodiagonallyacrossthelowerfieldstowardsthehigh-road。

  ’AndthisisallthegoodIhavedone!’saidJohn,musinglyreadjustinghisstockwhereitcuthisneck,anddescendingtowardsthemill。

  MeanwhileAnneGarlandhadgonehome,and,beingwearywithherrambleinsearchofMatilda,satsilentinacorneroftheroom。

  HermotherwaspassingthetimeingivingutterancetoeveryconceivablesurmiseonthecauseofMissJohnson’sdisappearancethatthehumanmindcouldframe,towhichAnnereturnedmonosyllabicanswers,theresult,notofindifference,butofintensepreoccupation。PresentlyLoveday,thefather,cametothedoor;hermothervanishedwithhim,andtheyremainedclosetedtogetheralongtime。Annewentintothegardenandseatedherselfbeneaththebranchingtreewhoseboughshadshelteredherduringsomanyhoursofherresidencehere。Herattentionwasfixedmoreuponthemiller’swingoftheirregularbuildingbeforeherthanuponthatoccupiedbyhermother,forshecouldnothelpexpectingeverymomenttoseesomeonerunoutwithawildfaceandannouncesomeawfulclearingupofthemystery。

  Everysoundsetheronthealert,andhearingthetreadofahorseinthelaneshelookedroundeagerly。GazingatheroverthehedgewasFestusDerriman,mountedonsuchanincrediblytallanimalthathecouldseetoherveryfeetoverthethickandbroadthornfence。

  Shenosoonerrecognizedhimthanshewithdrewherglance;butashiseyeswerefixedsteadilyuponherthiswasafutilemanoeuvre。

  ’Isawyoulookround!’heexclaimedcrossly。’WhathaveIdonetomakeyoubehavelikethat?Come,MissGarland,befair。’Tisnousetoturnyourbackuponme。’Asshedidnotturnhewenton——

  ’Well,now,thisisenoughtoprovokeasaint。NowItellyouwhat,MissGarland;hereI’llstaytillyoudoturnround,if’tisalltheafternoon。Youknowmytemper——whatIsayImean。’Heseatedhimselffirmlyinthesaddle,pluckedsomeleavesfromthehedge,andbeganhummingasong,toshowhowabsolutelyindifferenthewastotheflightoftime。

  ’Whathaveyoucomefor,thatyouaresoanxioustoseeme?’

  inquiredAnne,whenatlasthehadweariedherpatience,risingandfacinghimwiththeaddedindependencewhichcamefromasenseofthehedgebetweenthem。

  ’There,Iknewyouwouldturnround!’hesaid,hishotangryfaceinvadedbyasmileinwhichhisteethshowedlikewhitehemmedinbyredatchess。

  ’Whatdoyouwant,Mr。Derriman?’saidshe。

  ’“Whatdoyouwant,Mr。Derriman?“——nowlistentothat!Isthatmyencouragement?’

  Annebowedsuperciliously,andmovedaway。

  ’Ihavejustheardnewsthatexplainsallthat,’saidthegiant,eyeinghermovementswithsomnolentirascibility。’Myunclehasbeenlettingthingsout。Hewasherelatelastnight,andhesawyou。’

  ’Indeedhedidn’t,’saidAnne。

  ’O,now!HesawTrumpet-majorLovedaycourtingsomebodylikeyouinthatgardenwalk;andwhenhecameyouranindoors。’

  ’Itisnottrue,andIwishtohearnomore。’

  ’Uponmylife,hesaidso!Howcanyoudoit,MissGarland,whenI,whohaveenoughmoneytobuyupalltheLovedays,wouldgladlycometotermswithye?Whatasimpletonyoumustbe,topassmeoverforhim!There,nowyouareangrybecauseIsaidsimpleton!——Ididn’tmeansimpleton,Imeantmisguided——misguidedrosebud!That’sit——

  runoff,’hecontinuedinaraisedvoice,asAnnemadetowardsthegardendoor。’ButI’llhaveyouyet。Muchreasonyouhavetobetooproudtostaywithme。Butitwon’tlastlong;Ishallmarryyou,madam,ifIchoose,asyou’llsee。’

  Whenhewasquitegone,andAnnehadcalmeddownfromthenotaltogetherunrelishedfearandexcitementthathealwayscausedher,shereturnedtoherseatunderthetree,andbegantowonderwhatFestusDerriman’sstorymeant,which,fromtheearnestnessofhistone,didnotseemlikeapureinvention。Itsuddenlyflasheduponhermindthatsheherselfhadheardvoicesinthegarden,andthatthepersonsseenbyFarmerDerriman,ofwhosevisitandreclamationofhisboxthemillerhadtoldher,mighthavebeenMatildaandJohnLoveday。ShefurtherrecalledthestrangeagitationofMissJohnsonontheprecedingevening,andthatitoccurredjustattheentryofthedragoon,tillbydegreessuspicionamountedtoconvictionthatheknewmorethananyoneelsesupposedofthatlady’sdisappearance。

  Itwasjustatthistimethatthetrumpet-majordescendedtothemillafterhistalkwithhisbrotheronthedown。Asfatewouldhaveit,insteadofenteringthehouseheturnedasidetothegardenandwalkeddownthatpleasantenclosure,tolearnifhewerelikelytofindintheotherhalfofitthewomanhelovedsowell。

  Yes,thereshewas,sittingontheseatoflogsthathehadrepairedforher,undertheapple-tree;butshewasnotfacinginhisdirection。Hewalkedwithanoisiertread,hecoughed,heshookabough,hedideverything,inshort,buttheonethingthatFestusdidinthesamecircumstances——callouttoher。Hewouldnothaveventuredonthatfortheworld。Anyofhissignswouldhavebeensufficienttoattractheradayortwoearlier;nowshewouldnotturn。Atlast,inhisfondanxiety,hedidwhathehadneverdonebeforewithoutaninvitation,andcrossedoverintoMrs。Garland’shalfofthegarden,tillhestoodbeforeher。

  Whenshecouldnotescapehimshearose,and,saying’Goodafternoon,trumpet-major,’inaglacialmannerunusualwithher,walkedawaytoanotherpartofthegarden。

  Loveday,quiteataloss,hadnotthestrengthofmindtoperseverefurther。Hehadavagueapprehensionthatsomeimperfectknowledgeofthepreviousnight’sunhappybusinesshadreachedher;and,unabletoremedytheevilwithouttellingmorethanhedared,hewentintothemill,wherehisfatherstillwas,lookingdolefulenough,whatwithhisconcernateventsandtheextraquantityofflouruponhisfacethroughstickingsocloselytobusinessthatday。

  ’Well,John;Bobhastoldyouall,ofcourse?Aqueer,strange,perplexingthing,isn’tit?Ican’tmakeitoutatall。Theremustbesomethingwronginthewoman,oritcouldn’thavehappened。I

  haven’tbeensoupsetforyears。’

  ’NorhaveI。Iwouldn’titshouldhavehappenedforallIownintheworld,’saidthedragoon。’HaveyouspoketoAnneGarlandto-day——orhasanybodybeentalkingtoher?’

  ’FestusDerrimanrodebyhalf-an-hourago,andtalkedtoheroverthehedge。’

  Johnguessedtherest,and,afterstandingonthethresholdinsilenceawhile,walkedawaytowardsthecamp。

  AllthistimehisbrotherRoberthadbeenhasteningalonginpursuitofthewomanwhohadwithdrawnfromthescenetoavoidtheexposureandcompleteoverthrowwhichwouldhaveresultedhadsheremained。

  Asthedistancelengthenedbetweenhimselfandthemill,Bobwasconsciousofsomecoolingdownoftheexcitementthathadpromptedhimtosetout;buthedidnotpauseinhiswalktillhehadreachedtheheadoftheriverwhichfedthemill-stream。Here,forsomeindefinitereason,heallowedhiseyestobeattractedbythebubblingspringwhosewatersneverfailedorlessened,andhestoppedasiftolooklongeratthescene;itwasreallybecausehismindwassoabsorbedbyJohn’sstory。

  Thesunwaswarm,thespotwasapleasantone,andhedepositedhisbundleandsatdown。Bydegrees,ashereflected,firstonJohn’sviewandthenonhisown,hisconvictionsbecameunsettled;tillatlengthhewassobalancedbetweentheimpulsetogoonandtheimpulsetogoback,thatapuffofwindeitherwaywouldhavebeenwell-nighsufficienttodecideforhim。WhenheallowedJohn’sstorytorepeatitselfinhisears,thereasonablenessandgoodsenseofhisadviceseemedbeyondquestion。When,ontheotherhand,hethoughtofhispoorMatilda’seyes,andher,tohim,pleasantways,theircharmingarrangementstomarry,andherprobablewillingnessstill,hecouldhardlybringhimselftodootherwisethanfollowontheroadatthetopofhisspeed。

  Thisstrifeofthoughtwassowellmaintainedthatsittingandstanding,heremainedonthebordersofthespringtilltheshadowshadstretchedouteastwards,andthechanceofovertakingMatildahadgrownconsiderablyless。Stillhedidnotpositivelygotowardshome。Atlasthetookaguineafromhispocket,andresolvedtoputthequestiontothehazard。’HeadsIgo;tailsIdon’t。’Thepieceofgoldspunintheairandcamedownheads。

  ’No,Iwon’tgo,afterall,’hesaid。’Iwon’tbesteeredbyaccidentsanymore。’

  Hepickeduphisbundleandswitch,andretracedhisstepstowardsOvercombeMill,knockingdownthebramblesandnettlesashewentwithgloomyandindifferentblows。WhenhegotwithinsightofthehousehebeheldDavidintheroad。

  ’Allright——allrightagain,captain!’,shoutedthatretainer。’A

  weddingafterall!Hurrah!’

  ’Ah——she’sbackagain?’criedBob,seizingDavid,ecstatically,anddancingroundwithhim。

  ’No——butit’sallthesame!itisofnoconsequenceatall,andnoharmwillbedone!MaisterandMrs。Garlandhavemadeupamatch,andmeantomarryatonce,thattheweddingvictualsmaynotbewasted!Theyfelt’twouldbeathousandpitiestoletsuchgoodthingsgetblue-vinniedforwantofaceremonytouse’emupon,andatlasttheyhavethoughtofthis。’

  ’Victuals——Idon’tcareforthevictuals!’bitterlycriedBob,inatoneoffarhigherthought。’Howyoudisappointme!’andhewentslowlytowardsthehouse。

  Hisfatherappearedintheopeningofthemill-door,lookingmorecheerfulthanwhentheyhadparted。’What,Robert,you’vebeenafterher?’hesaid。’Faith,then,Iwouldn’thavefollowedherifIhadbeenassureasyouwerethatshewentawayinscornofus。

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