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Kilgorman

CHAPTER SEVEN
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But this daughter of theirs was one interest in common for both--perhaps the one object in the world about which both agreed.
It fell to my lot, as my young lady was an ardent horsewoman, to attend her on many a long ride, riding discreetly twenty yards in the rear, and never forgetting my duty so far as to speak when not spoken to.
One day, some weeks after she had come home, as we were riding on the cliffs near Dunaff, she turned in her saddle and beckoned me to approach.
"What road is that ?" she said, pointing with her whip to a grass-grown track which led off the shore.
"That's the Kilgorman road," said I, guessing what was to follow.
"Kilgorman!" repeated she.

"I should like to see the house." "By your leave," said I, "his honour forbids any one to go there without his permission." She tossed her head.
"I am not any one," she said.

"I shall go where I please.

Fall behind, sir; and if you are afraid to follow, stay where you are till I return." And without more words, she flicked her horse and cantered over the turf to the road.
Of course I followed.

If I feared the place, it was all the less possible to allow her to go there alone.
It was one comfort to me that it was still broad daylight, so that the mystery, whatever it might be, would lose its chief terror.
She looked round once to see if I was following or not, and then, changing her canter to a trot, turned into the road.
Now his honour's order to me about Kilgorman had been a very strict one, so much so that I suspected he had a shrewd idea who it was, eighteen months ago, had broken the window and knocked over the stand of arms in the kitchen.
"Mind, Barry," said he, "I allow no one on the road that leads up to Kilgorman.


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