You are not a modest knight, I fear.

Suppose I refuse ?" "Then am I soldier enough to come unasked, and win my welcome." "I thought as much," the long lashes opening up to me the depths of the blue eyes.

"I promise nothing then, nor forbid.

But there is Captain Grant seeking me.

If I do not speak of gratitude, it is nevertheless in my heart, sir," she swept me a curtsey, to which I bowed hat in hand, "and now, _Au revoir_." I stood as she left me, staring while she crossed the lawn and joined a dark-faced officer of Rangers.