And, looking up with the smile still fixed, she found that her solitude was invaded.

Letty Tew had just appeared round the rock which sheltered the green haven.
'You here, Adela ?' the girl exclaimed.

'How strange!' 'Why strange, Letty ?' 'Oh, only because I had a sort of feeling that perhaps I might meet you.
Not here, particularly,' she added, as if eager to explain herself, 'but somewhere in the wood.

The day is so fine; it tempts one to walk about.' Letty did not approach her friend as she would have done when formerly they met here.

Her manner was constrained, almost timid; it seemed an afterthought when she bent forward for the kiss.