I saw that the poor girl could endure no more.

"Leave us," I whispered to her; "I will join you at the house." He heard me, and instantly placed himself between us.

"Let her promise, or she shan't go." She felt, as I felt, the imperative necessity of saying anything that might soothe him.

At a sign from me she gave him her promise to return.
He was satisfied--he insisted on kissing her hand, and then he let her go.

I had by this time succeeded in inducing him to trust me.