ow--have you the faintest idea where we are
going?"

His arm tightened over her hand, but he made no attempt at
prevarication.

"No, I haven't! For the last five or ten minutes it has been purely
guess-work."

"We may be going in the wrong direction, or round and round in a
circle!"

"We may--I am afraid it is more than probable. I have been thinking
that it might be better to stay where we are. We can't have strayed
very far out of the course as yet, but--" Again he stopped, and this
time Margot completed the sentence.

"I know! It's not safe to wander about when we can't see what is ahead.
I've been thinking the same thing. We had better sit down and wait.
They will come to look for us. I'm sure they will come, and there's a
cottage somewhere near, where we have been for milk. That's another
chance. If we keep calling the people, they may hear us."

"Oh yes, yes! Some one will hear, or the mist will rise as suddenly as
it fell. It will be only for a short time," returned the Editor
sturdily. "Now look here--the ground is soaking--you can't possibly sit
on it without something underneath. If you could spare your cape it
would serve us both as a rug, and I'm going to wrap you up in my coat."

He loosened his arm, as if to take off the said coat forthwith, but
Margot's fingers tightened their grasp in very determined fashion.

"You are not! I won't wear it. I absolutely refuse to do any such
thing. How can you suggest such a horridly selfish arrangement--I to
wear your coat, while you sit shivering in shirt-sleeves? Never! I'd
rather freeze!"

"Put it the other way. Am I, a man, to hug my coat, and let a girl sit
on the soaking grass? How do you suppose I should feel? I'd rather
freeze, too!"

Margot gave a quavering little laugh.

"It seems to me we have a pretty good chance of doing it--coat or no
coat. If I am a girl, I'm a healthy one, and I must take my chance.
Did you happen to put your newspaper in your pocket this morning? That
would be better than nothing."

"Of course I did! That will do capitally. What a blessing you thought
of it! There! Sit down quickly, and I'll pull a bit down under your
feet. Can't I wrap that cape more tightly round you? And the hood?
Hadn't you better have the hood up?"

"Yes, please! I had forgotten the hood. That will be cosy!"

Margot's cold cheeks flamed with sudden colour as she felt the touch of
careful fingers settling the hood rou