Just as she reached the bottom of the hill, what was her horror to perceive a cavalier approach from the opposite direction--an elegant cavalier, mounted on a shaggy horse, and followed by a long-eared hound--in whose richly clad person she recognized the whilom forest boy.
Miss Lavinia held up both her hands, and uttered an exclamation of horror.
As to Verty, he passed rapidly, with a fascinating smile, saying, as he disappeared:-- "I hope you gave my love to Redbud, Miss Lavinia!" Miss Lavinia could only gasp..