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He and Ronald Ingram came over yesterday afternoon, soon after you left. They had passed you, on your way to the station. They thought I ought to know. So Billy told me." Jim Airth's arms closed round her, holding her tightly. "My poor girl!" he said, brokenly. "They meant well, Jim. They are dear boys. They knew you would come back and tell me yourself; and they wanted to spare us both that pain.
Jim Airth's disappointment at Myra's non-appearance, was lifting rapidly in the enjoyment of the drive. After all it was best to adhere to plans once made; and every step of these jolly little tapping hoofs was bringing him nearer to the Lodge. Perhaps she would be at the window. "These ponies have been well handled," he remarked approvingly to the groom, as they flew round a bend.
Jim Airth's face was streaming with perspiration. His mouth was full of sand. His heart was beating in his throat. But he loved to play the game, and he loved to see another do it. So he laughed as he put his arm around her, holding her tightly so that she should not realise how much she was trembling.
I try, when these things happen, to catch Jim Airth's merry eye, and share the humour of the situation; but he stolidly sees the wall through me on all occasions, and would tread heavily on my poor handkerchief, if I took to dropping it.
And keep our bones from Davy Jones Where'er we be!" "And keep our bones from Davy Jones who e'er he be," quavered Lady Ingleby, making one final effort to move up into the vacant niches, though conscious that her fingers and toes were so numb that she could not feel them grip the sand. Then Jim Airth's whole body vanished suddenly from above her, as he drew himself on to the ledge.
As the dawn broke over the sea, a wonderful light dawned in her eyes, a radiance such as had never shone in those sweet eyes before. "Dear God," she whispered, "am I to know the Best?" Then she gently withdrew one hand, and laid it on the hand which had covered both. "Jim," she said. "Jim! Look! It is day." "Yes?" came Jim Airth's voice from behind her. "Yes? What? COME IN! Hullo! Oh, I say!"
He took a last look at her face. Silent tears stole slowly down it, and fell upon her folded hands. A spasm of anguish shot across Jim Airth's set features. "Ah, I must go," he said, suddenly. "God keep you, always." He turned so quickly, that his hand was actually upon the handle of the door, before Myra reached him, though she sprang up, and flew across the room. "Jim," she said, breathlessly.
But 'tis all wan: 'The Lard is King an' sitteth 'tween the cherubims, though the airth's twitchin', same as a crab bein' boiled alive, all the time." Noy looked round him wildly and was about to leave the cottage. Then it struck him that the man's wife and daughter could not be far off.
Also, from her seat in the arbour, she had seen Jim Airth's tall figure go swinging along the cliff edge, silhouetted against the clear blue of the sky. And one sentence in the letter she had just received, made this into a factor which turned her feet toward the shore.
You have never before known intimately a man of Jim Airth's temperament. His love for you, and yours for him, hold elements as yet not fully understood by you. Remember this, in drawing your conclusions. I had almost said, Let instinct guide, rather than reason." "I understand your meaning," said Lady Ingleby. "But I dare not depend upon either instinct or reason.
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