[Lorna Doone A Romance of Exmoor by R. D. Blackmore]@TWC D-Link bookLorna Doone A Romance of Exmoor CHAPTER XL 14/15
All one side of her hair came down, in a way to be remembered, upon the left and fairest part of my favourite otter-skin waistcoat; and her head as well would have lain there doubtless, but for the danger of walking so.
I, for my part, was too far gone to lag behind in the matter; but carried my love bravely, fearing neither death nor hell, while she abode beside me. Old Sir Ensor looked much astonished.
For forty years he had been obeyed and feared by all around him; and he knew that I had feared him vastly, before I got hold of Lorna.
And indeed I was still afraid of him; only for loving Lorna so, and having to protect her. Then I made him a bow, to the very best of all I had learned both at Tiverton and in London; after that I waited for him to begin, as became his age and rank in life. 'Ye two fools!' he said at last, with a depth of contempt which no words may express; 'ye two fools!' 'May it please your worship,' I answered softly; 'maybe we are not such fools as we look.
But though we be, we are well content, so long as we may be two fools together.' 'Why, John,' said the old man, with a spark, as of smiling in his eyes; 'thou art not altogether the clumsy yokel, and the clod, I took thee for.' 'Oh, no, grandfather; oh, dear grandfather,' cried Lorna, with such zeal and flashing, that her hands went forward; 'nobody knows what John Ridd is, because he is so modest.
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