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Dolcy, you know, is very fleet, and when I touched her with the whip she soon put half a mile between me and the village. Then I brought her to a walk and and he quickly overtook me. "When he came up to me he said: 'I feared to follow you, though I ardently wished to do so. I dreaded to tell you my name lest you should hate me.
"Never again speak his despised name in my hearing. Curse him and his whole race." "Now what has he been doing?" I asked. "I tell you, I will not speak of him, nor will I listen to you," and she dashed away from me like a fiery whirlwind. Four or five days later the girl rode out again upon Dolcy.
Immediately after my departure Dolcy was saddled, and soon Dorothy rode furiously up to me. Away we sped, Dorothy and I, by Yulegrave church, down into the dale, and up the river. Never shall I forget that mad ride. Heavy rains had recently fallen, and the road in places was almost impassable.
I fancied I could hear the girl whispering in frenzied hoarseness, "On, Dolcy, on," and I thought I could catch the panting of the mare. At the foot of the hill, less than one hundred yards from the gate, poor Dolcy, unable to take another step, dropped to the ground. Dolcy had gone on to her death.
Let me lie down here, Malcolm, let me lie down." I still held her in my arms and supported her half-fainting form. "Why are you here?" demanded Sir George. "To die," responded Dorothy. "To die? Damned nonsense!" returned her father. "How came you here, you fool?" "On Dolcy. She is dead," returned Dorothy. "Were you not at Haddon when we left there?" asked her father. "Yes," she replied.
"I also knew," I continued, "that at other times when you rode out upon Dolcy you had not seen him." "How did you know?" she asked, with quick-coming breath. "By your ill-humor," I answered. "I knew it was so. I felt that everybody knew all that I had been doing. I could almost see father and Madge and you even the servants reading the wickedness written upon my heart.
No word was spoken between Dorothy and me; but I could hear Dolcy panting with her mighty effort, and amid the noise of splashing water and the thud, thud, thud of our horses' hoofs came always back to me from Dorothy's lips the sad, sad cry, full of agony and longing, "On, Dolcy, on; on Dolcy, on."
The act of riding up to her and the manner in which he took his place by her side were presumptuous to the point of insolence, and his attitude, although not openly offensive, was slightly alarming. She put Dolcy to a gallop; but the servant who, she thought, was presuming on her former graciousness, kept close at Dolcy's heels. The man was a stranger, and she knew nothing of his character.
If you can borrow some gent's hat in the audience, and make a lot of customers for an idle stock of shoes come out of it, you'd better spiel. The boys have all laid in enough footwear to last 'em ten years; and there's nothing doing in the shoe store but dolcy far nienty. I just came by there.
Next day, in the morning, Madge and I started for our new home in France. We rode up the hill down which poor Dolcy took her last fatal plunge, and when we reached the crest, we paused to look back. Standing on the battlements, waving a kerchief in farewell to us, was the golden-crowned form of a girl.
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