The result was, I could not keep away from her.

I managed to get home with leaden limbs.

Next day I was back at Dipwell.
Such guilt as I have to answer for I may avow.

I made violent love to this silly country beauty, and held every advantage over her other flatterers.

She had met me on the evening of the great twenty-first, she and a line of damsels dressed in white and wearing wreaths, and I had claimed the privilege of saluting her.