She talked no more to me about the Rector; but I could see that her mind, if not her heart, was fixed upon him still, and that she was intent upon obtaining another interview: for though, in compliance with her mother's request, I was now constituted the companion of her rambles for a time, she still persisted in wandering in the fields and lanes that lay in the nearest proximity to the road; and, whether she talked to me or read the book she carried in her hand, she kept continually pausing to look round her, or gaze up the road to see if anyone was coming; and if a horseman trotted by, I could tell by her unqualified abuse of the poor equestrian, whoever he might be, that she hated him _because_ he was not Mr.Hatfield.
'Surely,' thought I, 'she is not so indifferent to him as she believes herself to be, or would have others to believe her; and her mother's anxiety is not so wholly causeless as she affirms.' Three days passed away, and he did not make his appearance.

On the afternoon of the fourth, as we were walking beside the park-palings in the memorable field, each furnished with a book (for I always took care to provide myself with something to be doing when she did not require me to talk), she suddenly interrupted my studies by exclaiming-- 'Oh, Miss Grey! do be so kind as to go and see Mark Wood, and take his wife half-a-crown from me--I should have given or sent it a week ago, but quite forgot.

There!' said she, throwing me her purse, and speaking very fast--'Never mind getting it out now, but take the purse and give them what you like; I would go with you, but I want to finish this volume.
I'll come and meet you when I've done it.

Be quick, will you--and--oh, wait; hadn't you better read to him a bit?
Run to the house and get some sort of a good book.

Anything will do.' I did as I was desired; but, suspecting something from her hurried manner and the suddenness of the request, I just glanced back before I quitted the field, and there was Mr.Hatfield about to enter at the gate below.
By sending me to the house for a book, she had just prevented my meeting him on the road.
'Never mind!' thought I, 'there'll be no great harm done.