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  ’No,Icannotletyouin,’shemurmured,afterapause。

  ’Dashmywig,then,’hecried,hisfaceflamingup,’I’llfindawaytogetin!Now,don’tyouprovokeme!Youdon’tknowwhatIamcapableof。Iaskyouagain,willyouopenthedoor?’

  ’Whydoyouwishit?’shesaidfaintly。

  ’IhavetoldyouIwanttositdown;andIwanttoaskyouaquestion。’

  ’Youcanaskmefromwhereyouare。’

  ’Icannotaskyouproperly。Itisaboutaseriousmatter:whetheryouwillacceptmyheartandhand。Iamnotgoingtothrowmyselfatyourfeet;butIaskyoutodoyourdutyasawoman,namely,giveyoursolemnwordtotakemynameassoonasthewarisoverandI

  havetimetoattendtoyou。Iscorntoaskitofahaughtyhussywhowillonlyspeaktomethroughawindow;however,Iputittoyouforthelasttime,madam。’

  Therewasnosignonthedownofanybody’sreturn,andshesaid,’I’llthinkofit,sir。’

  ’Youhavethoughtofitlongenough;Iwanttoknow。Willyouorwon’tyou?’

  ’Verywell;IthinkIwill。’Andthenshefeltthatshemightbebuyingpersonalsafetytoodearlybyshufflingthus,sincehewouldspreadthereportthatshehadacceptedhim,andcauseendlesscomplication。’No,’shesaid,’Ihavechangedmymind。Icannotacceptyou,Mr。Derriman。’

  ’That’showyouplaywithme!’heexclaimed,stamping。’“Yes,“onemoment;“No,“thenext。Come,youdon’tknowwhatyourefuse。Thatoldhallismyuncle’sown,andhehasnobodyelsetoleaveitto。

  Assoonashe’sdeadIshallthrowupfarmingandstartasasquire。

  Andnow,’headdedwithabittersneer,’whatafoolyouaretohangbackfromsuchachance!’

  ’Thankyou,Idon’tvalueit,’saidAnne。

  ’Becauseyouhatehimwhowouldmakeityours?’

  ’Itmaynotlieinyourpowertodothat。’

  ’What——hastheoldfellowbeentellingyouhisaffairs?’

  ’No。’

  ’Thenwhydoyoumistrustme?Now,afterthiswillyouopenthedoor,andshowthatyoutreatmeasafriendifyouwon’tacceptmeasalover?Ionlywanttositandtalktoyou。’

  Annethoughtshewouldtrusthim;itseemedalmostimpossiblethathecouldharmher。Sheretiredfromthewindowandwentdownstairs。

  Whenherhandwasupontheboltofthedoor,hermindmisgaveher。

  Insteadofwithdrawingitsheremainedinsilencewhereshewas,andhebeganagain——

  ’Areyougoingtounfastenit?’

  Annedidnotspeak。

  ’Now,dashmywig,Iwillgetatyou!You’vetriedmebeyondendurance。Onekisswouldhavebeenenoughthatdayinthemead;

  nowI’llhaveforty,whetheryouwillorno!’

  Heflunghimselfagainstthedoor;butasitwasbolted,andhadinadditionagreatwoodenbaracrossit,thisproducednoeffect。Hewassilentforamoment,andthentheterrifiedgirlheardhimattempttheshutteredwindow。Sheranupstairsandagainscannedthedown。Theyellowgigstilllayintheblazingsunshine,andthehorseofFestusstoodbythecornerofthegarden——nothingelsewastobeseen。Atthismomenttherecametoherearthenoiseofasworddrawnfromitsscabbard;and,peepingoverthewindow-sill,shesawhertormentordrivehisswordbetweenthejointsoftheshutters,inanattempttoripthemopen。Theswordsnappedoffinhishand。Withanimprecationhepulledoutthepiece,andreturnedthetwohalvestothescabbard。

  ’Ha!ha!’hecried,catchingsightofthetopofherhead。’’Tisonlyajoke,youknow;butI’llgetinallthesame。Allforakiss!Butnevermind,we’lldoityet!’Hespokeinanaffectedlylighttone,asifashamedofhispreviousresentfultemper;butshecouldseebythelividbackofhisneckthathewasbrimfulofsuppressedpassion。’Onlyajest,youknow,’hewenton。’Howarewegoingtodoitnow?Why,inthisway。Igoandgetaladder,andenterattheupperwindowwheremyloveis。Andthere’stheladderlyingunderthatcorn-rickinthefirstenclosedfield。Backintwominutes,dear!’

  Heranoff,andwaslosttoherview。

  Annefearfullysurveyedherposition。Theupperwindowsofthecottagewereofflimsiestlead-work,andtokeephimoutwouldbehopeless。Shefeltthatnotamomentwastobelostingettingaway。Runningdownstairssheopenedthedoor,andthenitoccurredtoherterrifiedunderstandingthattherewouldbenochanceofescapinghimbyflightafootacrosssuchanextensivedown,sincehemightmounthishorseandeasilyrideafterher。Theanimalstillremainedtetheredatthecornerofthegarden;ifshecouldreleasehimandfrightenhimawaybeforeFestusreturned,therewouldnotbequitesuchoddsagainsther。Sheaccordinglyunhookedthehorsebyreachingoverthebank,andthen,pullingoffhermuslinneckerchief,flappeditinhiseyestostartlehim。Butthegallantsteeddidnotmoveorflinch;shetriedagain,andheseemedratherpleasedthanotherwise。Atthismomentsheheardacryfromthecottage,andturning,beheldheradversaryapproachingroundthecornerofthebuilding。

  ’IthoughtIshouldtoleoutthemousebythattrick!’criedFestusexultingly。Insteadofgoingforaladder,hehadsimplyhiddenhimselfatthebacktotemptherdown。

  PoorAnnewasnowdesperate。Thebankonwhichshestoodwaslevelwiththehorse’sback,andthecreatureseemedquietasalamb。

  Withadeterminationofwhichshewascapableinemergencies,sheseizedtherein,flungherselfuponthesheepskin,andheldonbythemane。Theamazedchargerliftedhishead,sniffed,wrenchedhisearshitherandthither,andstartedoffatafrightfulspeedacrossthedown。

  ’O,myheartandlimbs!’saidFestusunderhisbreath,as,thoroughlyalarmed,hegazedafterher。’SheonChampion!She’llbreakherneck,andIshallbetriedformanslaughter,anddisgracewillbebroughtuponthenameofDerriman!’

  Championcontinuedtogoatastretch-gallop,buthedidnothingworse。Hadheplungedorreared,Derriman’sfearsmighthavebeenverified,andAnnehavecomewithdeadlyforcetotheground。Butthecoursewasgood,andinthehorse’sspeedlayacomparativesecurity。Shewasscarcelyshakeninherprecarioushalf-horizontalposition,thoughshewasawedtoseethegrass,loosestones,andotherobjectspasshereyeslikestrokeswheneversheopenedthem,whichwasonlyjustforasecondatintervalsofhalfaminute;andtofeelhowwildlythestirrupsswung,andthatwhatstruckherkneewasthebucketofthecarbine,andthatitwasapistol-holsterwhichhurtherarm。

  Theyquicklyclearedthedown,andAnnebecameconsciousthatthecourseofthehorsewashomeward。Assoonasthegroundbegantorisetowardstheouterbeltofuplandwhichlaybetweenherandthecoast,Champion,nowpantingandreekingwithmoisture,lessenedhisspeedinsheerweariness,andproceededatarapidjoltingtrot。

  Annefeltthatshecouldnotholdonhalfsowell;thegallophadbeenchild’splaycomparedwiththis。Theywereinalane,ascendingtoaridge,andshemadeuphermindforafall。Overtheridgeroseananimatedspot,higherandhigher;itturnedouttobetheupperpartofaman,andthemantobeasoldier。SuchwasAnne’sattitudethatsheonlygotanoccasionalglimpseofhim;and,thoughshefearedthathemightbeaFrenchman,shefearedthehorsemorethantheenemy,asshehadfearedFestusmorethanthehorse。

  Annehadenergyenoughlefttocry,’Stophim;stophim!’asthesoldierdrewnear。

  He,astonishedatthesightofamilitaryhorsewithabundleofdraperyacrosshisback,hadalreadyplacedhimselfinthemiddleofthelane,andhenowheldouthisarmstillhisfigureassumedtheformofaLatincrossplantedintheroadway。Championdrewnear,swerved,andstoodstillalmostsuddenly,achecksufficienttosendAnneslippingdownhisflanktotheground。Thetimelyfriendsteppedforwardandhelpedhertoherfeet,whenshesawthathewasJohnLoveday。

  ’Areyouhurt?’hesaidhastily,havingturnedquitepaleatseeingherfall。

  ’Ono;notabit,’saidAnne,gatheringherselfupwithforcedbriskness,tomakelightofthemisadventure。

  ’Buthowdidyougetinsuchaplace?’

  ’There,he’sgone!’sheexclaimed,insteadofreplying,asChampionsweptroundJohnLovedayandcanteredofftriumphantlyinthedirectionofOxwell,aperformancewhichshefollowedwithhereyes。

  ’Buthowdidyoucomeuponhisback,andwhosehorseisit?’

  ’Iwilltellyou。’

  ’Well?’

  ’I——cannottellyou。’

  Johnlookedsteadilyather,sayingnothing。

  ’Howdidyoucomehere?’sheasked。’IsittruethattheFrenchhavenotlandedatall?’

  ’Quitetrue;thealarmwasgroundless。I’lltellyouallaboutit。

  Youlookverytired。Youhadbettersitdownafewminutes。Letussitonthisbank。’

  Hehelpedhertotheslopeindicated,andcontinued,stillasifhisthoughtsweremoreoccupiedwiththemysteryofherrecentsituationthanwithwhathewassaying:’WearrivedatBudmouthBarracksthismorning,andaretoliethereallthesummer。Icouldnotwritetotellfatherwewerecoming。ItwasnotbecauseofanyrumouroftheFrench,forweknewnothingofthattillwemetthepeopleontheroad,andthecolonelsaidinamomentthenewswasfalse。

  BuonaparteisnotevenatBoulognejustnow。Iwasanxioustoknowhowyouhadbornethefright,soIhastenedtoOvercombeatonce,assoonasIcouldgetoutofbarracks。’

  Anne,whohadnotbeenatallresponsivetohisdiscourse,nowswayedheavilyagainsthim,andlookingquicklydownhefoundthatshehadsilentlyfainted。Tosupportherinhisarmswasofcoursetheimpulseofamoment。Therewasnowatertobehad,andhecouldthinkofnothingelsebuttoholdhertenderlytillshecameroundagain。Certainlyhedesirednothingmore。

  Againheaskedhimself,whatdiditallmean?

  Hewaited,lookingdownuponhertiredeyelids,andattherowoflasheslyinguponeachcheek,whosenaturalroundnessshoweditselfinsingularperfectionnowthatthecustomarypinkhadgivenplacetoapaleluminousnesscaughtfromthesurroundingatmosphere。Thedumpyringletsaboutherforeheadandbehindherpoll,whichwereusuallyastightassprings,hadbeenpartiallyuncoiledbythewildnessofherride,andhunginsplitlocksoverherforeheadandneck。John,who,duringthelongmonthsofhisabsence,hadlivedonlytomeetheragain,wasinastateofecstaticreverence,andbendingdownhegentlykissedher。

  Annewasjustbecomingconscious。

  ’O,Mr。Derriman,never,never!’shemurmured,sweepingherfacewithherhand。

  ’Ithoughthewasatthebottomofit,’saidJohn。

  Anneopenedhereyes,andstartedbackfromhim。’Whatisit?’shesaidwildly。

  ’Youareill,mydearMissGarland,’repliedJohnintremblinganxiety,andtakingherhand。

  ’Iamnotill,Iamweariedout!’shesaid。’Can’twewalkon?HowfararewefromOvercombe?’

  ’Aboutamile。Buttellme,somebodyhasbeenhurtingyou——

  frighteningyou。Iknowwhoitwas;itwasDerriman,andthatwashishorse。Nowdoyoutellmeall。’

  Annereflected。’ThenifItellyou,’shesaid,’willyoudiscusswithmewhatIhadbetterdo,andnotforthepresentletmymotherandyourfatherknow?Idon’twanttoalarmthem,andImustnotletmyaffairsinterruptthebusinessconnexionbetweenthemillandthehallthathasgoneonforsomanyyears。’

  Thetrumpet-majorpromised,andAnnetoldtheadventure。Hisbrowreddenedasshewenton,andwhenshehaddoneshesaid,’Nowyouareangry。Don’tdoanythingdreadful,willyou?RememberthatthisFestuswillmostlikelysucceedhisuncleatOxwell,inspiteofpresentappearances,andifBobsucceedsatthemillthereshouldbenoenmitybetweenthem。’

  ’That’strue。Iwon’ttellBob。Leavehimtome。WhereisDerrimannow?Onhiswayhome,Isuppose。WhenIhaveseenyouintothehouseIwilldealwithhim——quitequietly,sothatheshallsaynothingaboutit。’

  ’Yes,appealtohim,do!Perhapshewillbebetterthen。’

  Theywalkedontogether,Lovedayseemingtoexperiencemuchquietbliss。

  ’Icametolookforyou,’hesaid,’becauseofthatdear,sweetletteryouwrote。’

  ’Yes,Ididwriteyoualetter,’sheadmitted,withmisgiving,nowbeginningtoseehermistake。’ItwasbecauseIwassorryIhadblamedyou。’

  ’Iamalmostgladyoudidblameme,’saidJohncheerfully,’since,ifyouhadnot,theletterwouldnothavecome。Ihavereaditfiftytimesaday。’

  ThisputAnneintoanunhappymood,andtheyproceededwithoutmuchfurthertalktillthemillchimneyswerevisiblebelowthem。Johnthensaidthathewouldleavehertogoinbyherself。

  ’Ah,youaregoingbacktogetintosomedangeronmyaccount?’

  ’Ican’tgetintomuchdangerwithsuchafellowashe,canI?’saidJohn,smiling。

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