His man's impatience pined to get her away, to cherish and comfort hen Why, she could hardly have slept three hours since they parted on the steps of the Court, amidst the crowd of carriages! Mrs.Mullins came in still scared and weeping, and dropping frightened curtseys to "Muster Raeburn." Marcella spoke to her a little in a whisper, gave some counsels which filled Aldous with admiration for the girl's practical sense and thoughtfulness, and promised to come again later.

Mrs.Hurd neither moved nor opened her eyes.
"Can you walk ?" said Aldous, bending over her, as they stood outside the cottage.

"I can see that you are worn out.

Could you sit my horse if I led him ?" "No, let us walk." They went on together, followed by the eyes of the village, the boy leading the horse some distance behind.
"Where have you been ?" said Marcella, when they had passed the village.
"Oh, _please_ don't think of my being tired! I had so much rather know it all.

I must know it all." She was deathly pale, but her black eyes flashed impatience and excitement.