I have only to ask you to trust yourself to me, to put you back at once in your own home.

Your presence there, just now, is the one important thing, whatever happens afterwards." She recognized his maturer tone and determined manner, and nodded assent.

More than that, a faint fire came into her handsome eyes; the two girls kindled their own at that flaming beacon, and sat with flushed checks and suspended, indignant breath.

They were Western Americans, and not over much used to imposition.
"You must get down before we raise the hill, and follow me on foot through the grain.

I was thinking," he added, turning to Mrs.Peyton, "of your boudoir window." She had been thinking of it, too, and nodded.
"The vine has loosened the bars," he said.
"If it hasn't, we must squeeze through them," she returned simply.
At the end of the terrace Clarence dismounted, and helped them from the carriage.