To have been for a moment, like Ashman, done for good and all with material things, and living the white life where are no barriers between man and woman.

The smile on her lips so baffled him, puffed there by her spirit, as a first flower is puffed through the sur face of earth to mock at the spring winds.

How tell what it signified! Yet he rather prided himself on his knowledge of women, of whom he had seen something.

But all he found to say was: "I'm glad of this chance." Then suddenly looking up, he found her strangely pale and quivering.
"I shall see you in London!" she said; and, touching her horse with her whip, without looking back, she rode away over the hill.
Courtier returned to the moor road, and getting into the car, muttered: "Faster, please, Frith!".....