Apprehension got a hold of them.

They were both afraid of what they could not guess.
"Come," she said, "it is time to go in.

My father will miss us." So without more words or endearments they rose and walked side by side out of the shelter of the elms into the open garden.

Their heads were bent, for they were lost in thought, and thus it came about that Margaret saw her feet pass suddenly into the shadow of a man, and, looking up, perceived standing in front of her, grave, alert, amused, none other than the Senor d'Aguilar.

She uttered a little stifled scream, while Peter, with the impulse that causes a brave and startled hound to rush at that which frightens it, gave a leap forward towards the Spaniard.
"Mother of God! do you take me for a thief ?" he asked in a laughing voice, as he stepped to one side to avoid him.
"Your pardon," said Peter, shaking himself together; "but you surprised us appearing so suddenly where we never thought to see you." "Any more than I thought to see you here, for this seems a strange place to linger on so cold a morning," and he looked at them again with his curious, mocking eyes that appeared to read the secret of their souls, while they grew red as roses beneath his scrutiny.