But he held her hand when she gave it him.
"Are you angry with me ?" he said, in a low voice, while his eyes mocked a little.
"No--only disappointed!" "Isn't that unkind?
Haven't we had a golden time ?" His tone smote her a little.
"It was heavenly," she said, "till--" "Till I behaved like a brute ?" She laughed excitedly, and waved farewell.
Falloden, smiling, watched her go, standing beside his horse--a Siegfried parting from Brunhilde.
When she and the groom had disappeared, he mounted and rode off towards another exit.
"I must be off to-morrow!" he said to himself with decision--"or my schools will go to the dogs!".