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Bevis put his arm about Monica, and felt her heart give great throbs against his own. Their passion for the moment was effectually quenched. 'Listen! That's the clink of the letter-box. A card or something has been put in. Then it's all right. I'll wait a moment. He stepped to the door of the room, opened it without sound, and at once heard footsteps descending the stairs.
This room was on the ground-floor, easily accessible, and, try as he would, there was one window which the blacksmith could not secure. The good fellow was for sleeping on the floor all night by way of guard, but Barbara would not hear of it, and, in the end, Bevis, the mastiff, the great dog that had followed Colonel Myddelton into camp in the late war, was chained outside the window.
And Bevis, such a frank, good-hearted fellow, could not by any possibility fail in respect to her. The objections were all cant, and cant of the worst kind. She would not be a slave of such ignoble prejudices. 'You haven't made Mr. Barfoot's acquaintance yet? she asked. 'No, I haven't. There seems to have been no opportunity. Did you seriously wish me to know him?
Sometimes a feather is knocked out, and sometimes one gets a hard peck; but it does not do any harm. And after it is over, in the autumn, we are all very good friends, and go hunting together. You may see us, hundreds of us in your papa's stubble-fields, Bevis, all flying together very happy.
In the morning, dear, get up as quick as you can, and drink me as I come down from the hill. In the day go up on the hill, dear, and drink me again, and stay there if you can till the stars shine out, and drink still more of me. "And by-and-by you will understand all about the sun, and the moon, and the stars, and the earth which is so beautiful, Bevis.
"Thanks very much! You may!" laughed Mavis. "I'm always glad when I get my own way!" chuckled Bevis, as they started a valse. Three of the dances which Bevis had appropriated on Mavis's programme came in succession, and as their steps went well together they thoroughly enjoyed themselves. At the close of the third they were walking into the hall to get lemonade when Mrs.
The risk of meeting Barfoot probably need not be considered, for he had told her that he was travelling to-day into Cumberland, and for so long a journey he would be sure to set forth in the morning. At worst she would suffer a disappointment. Indulgence of her fervid feelings had made her as eager to see Bevis as she was yesterday. Words of tenderness rushed to her lips for utterance.
Up came the lovely young bride, full of news, and told them that the most extraordinary thing had just happened. "Whatever is it, my love?" said her husband. "Quick, whatever is it?" said the squirrel. "I can't wait," said Bevis. "Nor I," said the hare.
She did not get up to breakfast; Helen persuaded her to rest, and herself carried it to her. But she rose soon after, and declared herself quite well. The rector drove to Glaston in his dog-cart to read prayers. Helen went out into the park with her New Testament and George Herbert. Poor Juliet was left with Mrs. Bevis, who happily could not be duller than usual, although it was Sunday.
Bevis was terribly distressed at the hare's story, and showed such indignation against the weasel, and stamped his little foot so hard, knitting his brow, that the hare was somewhat appeased, and began to explain all about it. "Of course you did not know, dear," she said, "when you stepped on the spring of the gin, what trouble we had had to get him into the trap.
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