Now do you bide here.

I'll send Fitzpiers to you.

I saw him smoking in front of his house but a minute by-gone." He went off hastily out of the garden-gate and down the lane.

But she would not stay where she was; and edging through a slit in the garden-fence, walked away into the wood.

Just about here the trees were large and wide apart, and there was no undergrowth, so that she could be seen to some distance; a sylph-like, greenish-white creature, as toned by the sunlight and leafage.