So now yo know.' Louie stared at him.
'Yo ain't!' she said, passionately, as though she were choking.
David instinctively put up his hands to keep her off.

He thought she would have fallen upon him there and then and beaten him for his 'secret.' But, instead, she flung away out of the smithy, and David was left alone and in amazement.

Then he got up and went to look, stirred with the sudden fear that she might have run off to the farm with the news of what he had been saying, which would have precipitated matters unpleasantly.
No one was to be seen from outside, either on the moor path or in the fields beyond, and she could not possibly have got out of sight so soon.

So he searched among the heather and the bilberry hummocks, till he caught sight of a bit of print cotton in a hollow just below the quaint stone shooting-hut, built some sixty years ago on the side of the Scout for the convenience of sportsmen.
David stalked the cotton, and found her lying prone and with her hat, as usual, firmly held down over her ears.

At sight of her something told him very plainly he had been a brute to tell her his news so.