In the next instant a manly form filled the door of the summer-house, and a manly voice exclaimed: "Miss Markland! Fanny! do I find you here ?" The colour left the maiden's cheeks for an instant.

Then they flushed to deep crimson.

But her lips were sealed.

Surprise took away, for a time, the power of speech.
"I turned aside," said the intruder, "as I came up the avenue, to have a look at this charming spot, so well remembered; but dreamed not of finding you here." He had already approached Fanny, and was holding one of her hands tightly in his, while he gazed upon her face with a look of glowing admiration.
"Oh, Mr.Lyon! How you have startled me!" said Fanny, as soon as she could command her voice.
"And how you tremble! There, sit down again, Miss Markland, and calm yourself.

Had I known you were here, I should not have approached so abruptly.