He stepped back, as if inviting her to enter, but she shook her head.
"No, not this morning.

I will meet you at the old mill in half an hour.
The parish is all mad about the Rebellion, and no one will notice or talk of anything else.

I have the best pair of horses in the stable; and we can drive it in two hours, easy." She took a paper from her pocket.
"This is--the--license," she added, and she blushed.

Then, with a sudden impulse, she stepped inside the room, threw her arms about his neck and kissed him, and he clasped her to his breast.
"My darling Tom!" she said, and then hastened away, with tears in her eyes.
He saw the tears.

"I wonder what they were for ?" he said musingly, as he opened up the official blue paper.