I thought I should find her there alone, but, as it happened, when I was close to it, she came out carrying a pail, evidently on her way to fetch water from a stream which flowed by the roadside and here and there widened into a little well.
She was close to me before she saw me.

When she did at last catch sight of me I was amazed at the swift change in the expression of her face.

It had been moody enough when I had had time to observe it in repose.

Now something of fear, of horror, leaped into it.
"Go back at once, Miss Bawn, for God's sake!" she cried.

"Go back, and don't be coming near me.