Good-morning." And we were away.
Re-crossing the iron gates, and out into the open road, John breathed freely.
"That's over--all is well." "Do you think what he threatened is true?
Can he do it ?" "Very likely; don't let us talk about that." And he walked on lightly, as if a load were taken off his mind, and body and soul leaped up to meet the glory of the summer sunshine, the freshness of the summer air.
"Oh! what a day is this!--after the rain, too! How she will enjoy it!" And coming home through Norton Bury, we met her, walking with Mrs.
Jessop.

No need to dread that meeting now.
Yet she looked up, questioning, through her blushes.

Of course he had told her where we were going to-day; her who had a right to know every one of his concerns now.
"Yes, dear, all is quite right.

Do not be afraid." Afraid, indeed! Not the least fear was in those clear eyes.

Nothing but perfect content--perfect trust.
John drew her arm through his.