Persons I want to be seeing and talking to--persons I can not keep myself away from." He looked straight before him.

The horses ambled on together, the reins on their necks.

In the distance a cuckoo called from the river meadows, and round the two young figures one might have fancied an attendant escort of birds, as wrens, tits, pippets, fled startled by their approach.
Constance laughed.

The laugh, though very musical, was sarcastic.
"I don't see you as a shuttlecock!" "Tossed by the winds of fate?
You think I can always make myself do what I wish ?" "That's how I read you--at present." 'Hm--a charming character! Everything calculated--nothing spontaneous.
That I think is what you mean ?" "No.

But I doubt your being carried away." He flushed hotly.
"Lady Connie!--" He paused.