ght well have been taciturn and angry at her course.

They sat in silence, and in total darkness. The road ascended an
incline, the horse's tramp being still deadened by the carpet of leaves.
Then the large trees on either hand became interspersed by a low
brushwood of varied sorts, from which a large bird occasionally flew, in
its fright at their presence beating its wings recklessly against the
hard stems with force enough to cripple the delicate quills. It showed
how deserted was the spot after nightfall.

'Sol?' said Ethelberta again. 'Why not talk to me?'

She now noticed that her fellow-traveller kept his head and his whole
person as snugly back in the corner, out of her way, as it was possible
to do. She was not exactly frightened, but she could not understand the
reason. The carriage gave a quick turn, and stopped.

'Where are we now?' she said. 'Shall we get to Anglebury by nine? What
is the time, Sol?'

'I will see,' replied her companion. They were the first words he had
uttered.

The voice was so different from her brother's that she was terrified; her
limbs quivered. In another instant the speaker had struck a wax vesta,
and holding it erect in his fingers he looked her in the face.

'Hee-hee-hee!' The laugher was her husband the viscount.

He laughed again, and his eyes gleamed like a couple of tarnished brass
buttons in the light of the wax match.

Ethelberta might have fallen dead with the shock, so terrible and hideous
was it. Yet she did not. She neither shrieked nor fainted; but no poor
January fieldfare was ever colder, no ice-house more dank with
perspiration, than she was then.

'A very pleasant joke, my dear--hee-hee! And no more than was to be
expected on this merry, happy day of our lives. Nobody enjoys a good
jest more than I do: I always enjoyed a jest--hee-hee! Now we are in the
dark again; and we will alight and walk. The path is too narrow for the
carriage, but it will not be far for you. Take your husband's arm.'

While he had been speaking a defiant pride had sprung up in her,
instigating her to conceal every weakness. He had opened the carriage
door and stepped out. She followed, taking the offered arm.

'Take the horse and carriage to the stables,' said the viscount to the
coachman, who was his own servant, the vehicle and horse being also his.
The coachman turned the horse's head and vanished down the woodland track
by which they had ascended.

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