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he spoke, but the laugh had rather a forced tone. Suddenly she became conscious that she was tired and chilled, that her coat was soaked, and her boots heavy with damp. Though only a few paces away, the figure of her companion was wreathed with tendrils of mist; they were floating round her also; blinding her eyes, catching her breath, sending fresh shivers down her back. A pang of fear shot through her at the thought of what might lie ahead. Like two grey ghosts they struggled onward through the gloom. CHAPTER TWENTY TWO. LOST ON THE MOOR. George Elgood's haste to reach the end of the moor gave wings to his feet, so that Margot had much ado to keep pace. Contrary to expectation, the fog did not lessen as they advanced, but closed in upon them thicker and thicker, so that the ground beneath their feet became invisible, and progress was broken by sundry trips and stumbles over projecting mounds of heather. The air seemed to reek with moisture, and a deadly feeling of oppression, almost of suffocation, affected the lungs, as the curling wreath of mist closed overhead. Half an hour earlier Margot had felt that any sort of adventure (if experienced in George Elgood's company) must of necessity be enjoyable, but during that swift silent retreat she was conscious of a dawning of something perilously like fear. Her breath came in quickened pants, she kept her eyes fixed in a straining eagerness on the tall figure looming darkly ahead. If she once lost sight of him, what would become of her? It made her shudder to think of being left alone upon that shrouded moor! Every now and then as he walked, the Editor gave voice to a loud "coo- ee," in hope that the echoes might reach the ears of his brother and Ronald, who should by now be approaching in the same direction; but no reply floated back to his anxious ears. "Perhaps they have gone round by the road," he suggested tentatively. "If they were some time in following, they may have seen the fog, and come to the conclusion that discretion was the better part of valour." "Ron wouldn't go another way if he thought I was in danger! He promised father to take care of me. I know he will come." "Then we are bound to meet; unless--" George Elgood stopped short hurriedly. It was not for him to open his companion's eyes to the fact that the direction which they were taking had become a matter of speculation, as one after another the familiar landmarks faded
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