It was a sound which did not make _her_ cheerful; she wondered that Edmund should forget her, and felt a pang.

She could not turn her eyes from the meadow; she could not help watching all that passed.

At first Miss Crawford and her companion made the circuit of the field, which was not small, at a foot's pace; then, at _her_ apparent suggestion, they rose into a canter; and to Fanny's timid nature it was most astonishing to see how well she sat.

After a few minutes they stopped entirely.

Edmund was close to her; he was speaking to her; he was evidently directing her management of the bridle; he had hold of her hand; she saw it, or the imagination supplied what the eye could not reach.