t? I feel too old for that; I've got other things to
think about.'
She put her head on one side, and rustled the pages of a French grammar,
at last throwing a glance at Richard from the corners of her eyes.
'But do you expect Miss Hood to come soon?' Dagworthy asked, playing his
part very well, in spite of a nervousness which possessed him.
'No doubt she's in the garden already. I've given her a key, so that if
she gets there first--But what do you want me to do?'
'Why, I was going to ask you to walk to the station and meet the ten
thirty-five train from Hebsworth. Your father will get in by it, I
expect, and I want him to come and see me at once at the mill.'
'All right,' Jessie exclaimed with eagerness, 'I'll go. Just let me run
and tell Emily--'
Dagworthy was consulting his watch.
'You've only bare time to get to the station, walking as quickly as you
can? Which is your garden? Let me go and tell her you are not coming.'
'Will you? The second door round the corner there, You'll have to
apologize properly--I hope you know how to.'
This was Jessie's maidenly playfulness; she held out her hand, with many
graces, to take leave.
'If he doesn't come,' said Dagworthy, 'will you just walk over to the
mill to let me know?'
'I don't know that I shall; I don't think it would be proper.'
'Ho, ho! I like that! But you'll have to be off, or you'll never get
there in time.'
She ran away, rejoicing in her escape from the lesson, Of course she
looked back several times; the first glance showed her Dagworthy still
gazing after her, at the second she saw that he was walking towards the
garden.
He pushed open the wooden door, and passed between the hedges; the next
door stood open, and he already saw Emily; she had seated herself under
one of the pear trees, and was reading. As soon as his eyes discovered
her he paused; his hands clasped themselves nervously behind him. Then
he proceeded more slowly. As soon as he stepped within the garden, Emily
heard his approach, and turned her head with a smile, expectant of
Jessie, At the sight of Dagworthy the smile vanished instantly, she
became noticeably pale, and at length rose with a startled motion.
Dagworthy drew near to her; when close enough to hold out his hand, he
could no longer keep his eyes upon her face; they fell, and his visage
showed an embarrassment which, even in her confusion--her all but
dread--Emily noticed as a strange thing. She was struggl
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