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  ’Iwill,’saidLovedayreluctantly;andhewent。

  Annestoodstill。Shecouldnowescapehergallantfriend,for,althoughthedistancewaslong,itwasnotimpossibletowalkhome。

  Ontheotherhand,Lovedaywasagoodandsincerefellow,forwhomshehadalmostabrotherlyfeeling,andsheshrankfromsuchatrick。Whileshestoodandmused,scarcelyheedingthemusic,themarchingofthesoldiers,theKing,thedukes,thebrilliantstaff,theattendants,andthehappygroupsofpeople,hereyesfellupontheground。

  Beforehershesawaflowerlying——acrimsonsweet-william——freshanduninjured。Aninstinctivewishtosaveitfromdestructionbythepassengers’feetledhertopickitup;andthen,movedbyasuddenself-consciousness,shelookedaround。Shewasstandingbeforeaninn,andfromanupperwindowFestusDerrimanwasleaningwithtwoorthreekindredspiritsofhiscutandkind。Henoddedeagerly,andsignifiedtoherthathehadthrowntheflower。

  Whatshouldshedo?Tothrowitawaywouldseemstupid,andtokeepitwasawkward。Shehelditbetweenherfingerandthumb,twirleditroundonitsaxisandtwirleditbackagain,regardingandyetnotexaminingit。Justthenshesawthetrumpet-majorcomingback。

  ’Ican’tfindDavidanywhere,’hesaid;andhisheartwasnotsorryashesaidit。

  Annewasstillholdingoutthesweet-williamasifabouttodropit,and,scarcelyknowingwhatshedidunderthedistressingsensethatshewaswatched,sheofferedtheflowertoLoveday。

  Hisfacebrightenedwithpleasureashetookit。’Thankyou,indeed,’hesaid。

  ThenAnnesawwhatamisleadingblundershehadcommittedtowardsLovedayinplayingtotheyeoman。Perhapsshehadsowntheseedsofaquarrel。

  ’Itwasnotmysweet-william,’shesaidhastily;’itwaslyingontheground。Idon’tmeananythingbygivingittoyou。’

  ’ButI’llkeepitallthesame,’saidtheinnocentsoldier,asifheknewagooddealaboutwomankind;andheputtheflowercarefullyinsidehisjacket,betweenhiswhitewaistcoatandhisheart。

  Festus,seeingthis,enlargedhimselfwrathfully,gothotintheface,rosetohisfeet,andglareddownuponthemlikeaturnip-lantern。

  ’Letusgoaway,’saidAnnetimorously。

  ’I’llseeyousafetoyourowndoor,dependuponme,’saidLoveday。

  ’But——Ihadnearforgot——there’sfather’sletter,thathe’ssoanxiouslywaitingfor!Willyoucomewithmetothepost-office?

  ThenI’lltakeyoustraighthome。’

  Anne,expectingFestustopouncedowneveryminute,wasgladtobeoffanywhere;sosheacceptedthesuggestion,andtheywentalongtheparadetogether。

  LovedaysetthisdownasaproofofAnne’srelenting。Thusinjoyfulspiritsheenteredtheoffice,paidthepostage,andreceivedtheletter。

  ’ItisfromBob,afterall!’hesaid。’Fathertoldmetoreaditatonce,incaseofbadnews。Askyourpardonforkeepingyouamoment。’Hebrokethesealandread,Annestandingsilentlyby。

  ’HeiscominghomeTOBEMARRIED,’saidthetrumpet-major,withoutlookingup。

  Annedidnotanswer。Thebloodsweptimpetuouslyupherfaceathiswords,andassuddenlywentawayagain,leavingherratherpalerthanbefore。Shedisguisedheragitationandthenovercameit,Lovedayobservingnothingofthisemotionalperformance。

  ’AsfarasIcanunderstandhewillbehereSaturday,’hesaid。

  ’Indeed!’saidAnnequitecalmly。’Andwhoishegoingtomarry?’

  ’ThatIdon’tknow,’saidJohn,turningtheletterabout。’Thewomanisastranger。’

  Atthismomentthemillerenteredtheofficehastily。

  ’Come,John,’hecried,’IhavebeenwaitingandwaitingforthattherelettertillIwasnighcrazy!’

  Johnbrieflyexplainedthenews,andwhenhisfatherhadrecoveredfromhisastonishment,takenoffhishat,andwipedtheexactlinewherehisforeheadjoinedhishair,hewalkedwithAnneupthestreet,leavingJohntoreturnalone。ThemillerwassoabsorbedinhismentalperspectiveofBob’smarriage,thathesawnothingofthegaietiestheypassedthrough;andAnneseemedalsosomuchimpressedbythesameintelligence,thatshecrossedbeforetheinnoccupiedbyFestuswithoutshowingarecollectionofhispresencethere。

  Whentheyreachedhomethesunwasgoingdown。IthadalreadybeennoisedabroadthatmillerLovedayhadreceivedaletter,and,hiscarthavingbeenheardcomingupthelane,thepopulationofOvercombedrewdowntowardsthemillassoonashehadgoneindoors——

  asuddenflashofbrightnessfromthewindowshowingthathehadstrucksuchanearlylightasnothingbuttheimmediatedecipheringofliteraturecouldrequire。Lettersweremattersofpublicmoment,andeverybodyintheparishhadaninterestinthereadingofthoseraredocuments;sothatwhenthemillerhadplacedthecandle,slantedhimself,andcalledinMrs。Garlandtohaveheropiniononthemeaningofanyhieroglyphicsthathemightencounterinhiscourse,hefoundthathewastobeadditionallyassistedbytheopinionsoftheotherneighbours,whosepersonsappearedinthedoorway,partlycoveringeachotherlikeahandofcards,yeteachshowingalargeenoughpieceofhimselfforidentification。Topassthetimewhiletheywerearrangingthemselves,themilleradoptedhisusualwayoffillingupcasualintervals,thatofsnuffingthecandle。

  ’Weheardyouhadgotaletter,MaisterLoveday,’theysaid。

  ’Yes;“Southampton,thetwelfthofAugust,dearfather,“’saidLoveday;andtheywereassilentasrelationsatthereadingofawill。Anne,forwhomtheletterhadasingularfascination,cameinwithhermotherandsatdown。

  Bobstatedinhisownwaythathaving,sincelanding,takenintoconsiderationhisfather’swishthatheshouldrenounceaseafaringlifeandbecomeapartnerinthemill,hehaddecidedtoagreetotheproposal;andwiththatobjectinviewhewouldreturntoOvercombeinthreedaysfromthetimeofwriting。

  HethensaidincidentallythatsincehisvoyagehehadbeeninlodgingsatSouthampton,andduringthattimehadbecomeacquaintedwithalovelyandvirtuousyoungmaiden,inwhomhefoundtheexactqualitiesnecessarytohishappiness。Havingknownthisladyforthefullspaceofafortnighthehadhadampleopportunitiesofstudyinghercharacter,and,beingstruckwiththerecollectionthat,iftherewasonethingmorethananothernecessaryinamillwhichhadnomistress,itwassomebodywhocouldplaythatpartwithgraceanddignity,hehadaskedMissMatildaJohnsontobehiswife。

  Inherkindnessshe,thoughsacrificingfarbetterprospects,hadagreed;andhecouldnotbutregarditasahappychancethatheshouldhavefoundatthenickoftimesuchawomantoadornhishome,whoseinnocencewasasstunningasherbeauty。Withoutmuchado,therefore,heandshehadarrangedtobemarriedatonce,andatOvercombe,thathisfathermightnotbedeprivedofthepleasuresoftheweddingfeast。Shehadkindlyconsentedtofollowhimbylandinthecourseofafewdays,andtoliveinthehouseastheirguestfortheweekorsoprevioustotheceremony。

  ’’Tisapropergoodletter,’saidMrs。Comfortfromthebackground。

  ’Ineverheerdtruelovebetterputoutofhandinmylife;andtheyseem’nationfondofoneanother。’

  ’Hehaven’tknowedhersuchaverylongtime,’saidJobMitchelldubiously。

  ’That’snothing,’saidEstherBeach。’Naterwillfindherway,veryrapidwhenthetime’scomefor’t。Well,’tisgoodnewsforye,miller。’

  ’Yes,sure,Ihope’tis,’saidLoveday,without,however,showinganygreathurrytoburstintothefranticformoffatherlyjoywhichtheeventshouldnaturallyhaveproduced,seemingmoredisposedtoletoffhisfeelingsbyexaminingthoroughlyintothefibresoftheletter-paper。

  ’Iwasfiveyearsa-courtingmywife,’hepresentlyremarked。’Butfolkswereslowerabouteverythinginthemdays。Well,sinceshe’scomingwemustmakeherwelcome。Didanyofyecatchbymyreadingwhichdayitishemeans?Whatwithmakingoutthepenmanship,mymindwasdrawnofffromthesensehereandthere。’

  ’Hesaysinthreedays,’saidMrs。Garland。’Thedateoftheletterwillfixit。’

  Onexaminationitwasfoundthatthedayappointedwastheonenearlyexpired;atwhichthemillerjumpedupandsaid,’Thenhe’llbeherebeforebedtime。Ididn’tgathertillnowthathewascomingaforeSaturday。Why,hemaydropinthisveryminute!’

  Hehadscarcelyspokenwhenfootstepswereheardcomingalongthefront,andtheypresentlyhaltedatthedoor。Lovedaypushedthroughtheneighboursandrushedout;and,seeinginthepassageaformwhichobscuredthedeclininglight,themillerseizedholdofhim,saying,’OmydearBob;thenyouarecome!’

  ’Scrounchitall,miller,don’tquitepullmypoorshoulderoutofjoint!Whateveristhematter?’saidthenew-comer,tryingtoreleasehimselffromLoveday’sgraspofaffection。ItwasUncleBenjy。

  ’Thought’twasmyson!’falteredthemiller,sinkingbackuponthetoesoftheneighbourswhohadcloselyfollowedhimintotheentry。

  ’Well,comein,Mr。Derriman,andmakeyerselfathome。Why,youhaven’tbeenhereforyears!Whateverhasmadeyoucomenow,sir,ofalltimesintheworld?’

  ’Isheintherewithye?’whisperedthefarmerwithmisgiving。

  ’Who?’

  ’Mynephew,afterthatmaidthathe’ssomightysmitwith?’

  ’Ono;henevercallshere。’

  FarmerDerrimanbreathedabreathofrelief。’Well,I’vecalledtotellye,’hesaid,’thatthere’smorenewsoftheFrench。Weshallhave’emherethismonthassureasagun。Thegunboatsbeallready——neartwothousandof’em——andthewholearmyisatBoulogne。

  And,miller,Iknowyetobeanhonestman。’

  Lovedaydidnotsaynay。

  ’NeighbourLoveday,Iknowyetobeanhonestman,’repeatedtheoldsquireen。’CanIspeaktoyealone?’

  Asthehousewasfull,Lovedaytookhimintothegarden,allthewhileupontenter-hooks,notlestBuonaparteshouldappearintheirmidst,butlestBobshouldcomewhilsthewasnottheretoreceivehim。WhentheyhadgotintoacornerUncleBenjysaid,’Miller,whatwiththeFrench,andwhatwithmynephewFestus,Iassureyemylifeisnothingbutwherritfrommorningtonight。MillerLoveday,youareanhonestman。’

  Lovedaynodded。

  ’Well,I’vecometoaskafavour——toaskifyouwilltakechargeofmyfewpoortitle-deedsanddocumentsandsuchlike,whileIamawayfromhomenextweek,lestanythingshouldbefallme,andtheyshouldbestoleawaybyBoneyorFestus,andIshouldhavenothingleftinthewideworld?Icantrustneitherbanksnorlawyersintheseterribletimes;andIamcometoyou。’

  LovedayaftersomehesitationagreedtotakecareofanythingthatDerrimanshouldbring,whereuponthefarmersaidhewouldcallwiththeparchmentsandpapersalludedtointhecourseofaweek。

  Derrimanthenwentawaybythegardengate,mountedhispony,whichhadbeentetheredoutside,androdeontillhisformwaslostintheshades。

  Themillerrejoinedhisfriends,andfoundthatinthemeantimeJohnhadarrived。JohninformedthecompanythatafterpartingfromhisfatherandAnnehehadrambledtotheharbour,anddiscoveredthePewitbythequay。Oninquiryhehadlearntthatshecameinateleveno’clock,andthatBobhadgoneashore。

  ’We’llgoandmeethim,’saidthemiller。’’Tisstilllightoutofdoors。’

  So,asthedewrosefromthemeadsandformedfleecesinthehollows,Lovedayandhisfriendsandneighboursstrolledout,andloiteredbythestileswhichhamperedthefootpathfromOvercombetothehighroadatintervalsofahundredyards。JohnLoveday,beingobligedtoreturntocamp,wasunabletoaccompanythem,butWidowGarlandthoughtpropertofallinwiththeprocession。Whenshehadputonherbonnetshecalledtoherdaughter。Annesaidfromupstairsthatshewascominginaminute;andhermotherwalkedonwithouther。

  WhatwasAnnedoing?Havinghastilyunlockedareceptacleforemotionalobjectsofsmallsize,shetookthencethelittlefoldedpaperwithwhichwehavealreadybecomeacquainted,and,strikingalightfromherprivatetinder-box,sheheldthepaper,andcurlofhairitcontained,inthecandletilltheywereburnt。Thensheputonherhatandfollowedhermotherandtherestofthemacrossthemoistgreyfields,cheerfullysinginginanundertoneasshewent,toassureherselfofherindifferencetocircumstances。

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