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Let us quickly choose another place and time of meeting. I pray you, sweet lady, meet me to-morrow at this time near the white cliff back of Lathkil mill. I have that to say to you which is the very blood of my heart. I must now leave you at once." He took her hand, and kissing it, started to leave through the open gate. The girl caught his arm to detain him. "Say it now, John, say it now.
I rode down the Wye to Rowsley, and by the will of my horse rather than by any intention of my own took the road up through Lathkil Dale. I had determined if possible to reach the city of Chester, and thence to ride down into Wales, hoping to find on the rough Welsh coast a fishing boat or a smuggler's craft that would carry me to France.
Try to devise some plan. Think think, Malcolm." My first thought was to ride to Rutland Castle and give the alarm. Sir George would lead the yeomen thither by the shortest route the road by way of Rowsley. There was another route leading up the Lathkil through the dale, and thence by a road turning southward to Rutland.
The sweet Wye and the beautiful Lathkil whispered to me as I rode beside their banks, but in their murmurings I heard only the music of her voice. The sun shone brightly, but its blessed light only served to remind me of the beautiful girl whom I had left in darkness. The light were worthless to me if I could not share it with her. What a mooning lout was I!
I came up the Lathkil by the long road, and I hoped that I might reach you in time to give warning. When the guard left Haddon I realized the evil that would come upon you by reason of my base betrayal." Here she broke down and for a moment could not proceed in the narrative. She soon recovered and continued: "Then I mounted Dolcy, and tried to reach here by way of the long road.
"That is true," I replied; "but I can think of no other way whereby John can possibly be saved." Dorothy stood for a moment in deep thought, and said: "I will ride to Rutland by way of Lathkil Dale I will ride in place of you, Malcolm. It is my duty and my privilege to do this if I can."
But I suppose it had been written in the book of fate that I should ride from Haddon a lovelorn youth of thirty-five, and I certainly was fulfilling my destiny to the letter. I continued to ride up the Lathkil until I came to a fork in the road. One branch led to the northwest, the other toward the southwest.
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