It was alive with evil passions that seemed to make it positively lurid, an effect that its undoubted beauty only intensified.
"I am quite well, thank you, Mr.Muller," she answered as she began to move homewards, commanding her voice as well as she could, but feeling dreadfully frightened and lonely.

She knew something of her admirer's character, and feared to be left alone with him so far from any help, for nobody was about now, and they were more than three hundred yards from the house.
He stood before her so that she could not pass without actually pushing by him.

"Why are you in such a hurry ?" he said.

"You were standing still enough just now." "It is time for me to be going in.

I want to see about the supper." "The supper can wait awhile, Bessie, and I cannot wait.