"She saw us from the top of the hill--see, the groom is just riding down." She was silent a moment or two, watching Maude Falconer as she cantered away, then she shivered as if with cold.
"What is the matter, dearest ?" he asked, drawing her to him.

"Why did you shudder ?" She tried to laugh, but her eyes were grave and almost solemn.

"I don't know.

It was as if someone had walked over my grave; as if I felt the presentiment of some coming evil.

I never felt like it before--Yes: she is very beautiful, Stafford.