8/34 After having satisfied himself that she was not in the garden, he withdrew to an arbor or summer-house of evergreens, where he resolved to await until she should come. The latch of the entrance gate from the front made a noise; ah, how his heart beat! what a commotion agitated his whole frame! In a few moments she was with him. Papa told me this evening, in one of his moods of anger, that before to-morrow morning you would be in Sligo jail." "Well, dearest Helen," he replied, "that is certainly making quick work of it. But, even so, I am prepared this moment to escape. |