"I am sure--if it is true--I don't know what to do." The under-gardener's heavy step and Jane's lighter one roused her.

She lifted her eyes to watch the pair as they came.

He was a big, young man with a simple rustic face and big shoulders and hands.
"The bridge is so slight and old," she said to him, "that it has just occurred to me that it might not be quite safe.

Examine it carefully to make sure." The young man touched his forehead and began to look the supports over.
Jane watched him with bated breath when he rose to his feet.
"They're all right on this side, my lady," he said.

"I shall have to get in the boat to make sure of them that rest on the island." He stamped upon the end nearest and it remained firm.
"Look at the railing well," said Lady Walderhurst.