9/13 Close to the gateway he met Lady Arabella, clad as usual in tightly fitting white, which showed off her slim figure. As she was going in his direction, they walked on together. In the dusk this place was shadowy, and the view was hampered by the clustering trunks. In the uncertain, tremulous light which fell through the tree- tops, it was hard to distinguish anything clearly, and at last, somehow, he lost sight of her altogether, and turned back on his track to find her. Presently he came across her close to her own gate. |