Lady Angela hesitated.
"I think," she said, "that I ought to stay with you, Prince, while Mr.
Ducaine goes up for the cart." "Indeed, Lady Angela, you are very kind," he answered, "but I could not permit it.

I regret to say that I am in some pain, and I have a weakness for being alone when I suffer.

If I desire anything Mr.
Ducaine's servant will be at hand." So we left him there.

At any other time the prospect of that walk with Lady Angela would have filled me with joy.

But from the first moment of leaving the cottage I was uneasy.
"What do you think of that man ?" I asked her abruptly.