We shall catch him before Newmarket, I make no doubt." Then I heard Dolly's sobbing as she clung to her father.
"Oh! father! father!" she mourned.

"The gentleman forced it out of me.

I could not help it.

I could not help it!" (As for me, I smiled near from ear to ear in the dark, to hear how well she feigned grief; and I think I loved my Cousin Dolly then as never before.

It would have made a cat laugh, too, to hear the gentleman's chivalry in return.) "Mistress Dorothy," he said, "I grieve to have troubled you like this.
But you have done your duty as an English maid should; and set your loyalty to His Majesty before all else." Mistress Dorothy sobbed so admirably in return that my own eyes filled with tears to hear her; and I was a little sorry for the poor gentleman too.