"It'll be getting dark in another hour." Her face fell, "I have enjoyed it," she said regretfully.
"You'll come again," said Hugh.

"They are meeting at Kendal's Corner on Christmas Eve.

I shall look out for you." She smiled.

"Very well, I'll be there.

Thank you for giving me such a good time, Hugh." "My dear girl!" said Hugh.
They rode back together through a driving drizzle, and, as Hugh had predicted, the early dusk had fallen before they reached the mill.