They sped homeward at length in the light of a cloudless sunset,
smoothly and swiftly as if they swooped through air.
"I will take you to the edge of the park," Carfax said; and when they
reached it he took her in his arms, holding her fast, as if he could not
bear to let her go.
They parted at last almost in silence, but with the tacit understanding
that they would meet in the glen on the following day.
Priscilla walked home through the lengthening shadows with a sense of
wonderment and unreality at her heart. He had asked for no pledge, yet
she knew that the bond between them was such as might stretch to the
world's end and never break. They belonged to each other irrevocably
now, whatever might intervene.
She reached the Abbey, walking as in a maze of happiness, with no
thought for material things.
Romeo came to greet her with effusion, and an air of having something to
tell her. She fondled him, and went on with him into the house. They
entered by a conservatory, and so through the shrouded drawing-room into
the great hall.
The girl's eyes were dazzled by the sudden gloom she found there. She
expected to meet no one, and so it was with a violent start that she saw
a man's figure detach itself from the shadows and come towards her.
"Who is it?" she asked sharply; and then in astonishment: "Why, Dad!"
Her father's voice answered her, but not with the gruff kindliness to
which she was accustomed.
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