Then she would have it that he should escort her back to the Castle.

She declared, truly enough, that he was doing himself no good by moping at the cottage, that people would say that he dare not show himself.

He _must_ hold his head up.
She insisted also that they should take the long way round, through the village; that people should see them together.

She insisted that he should look cheerful, and talk to her all the length of the village street.

The looking cheerful helped to lighten his spirit yet more.