She cast a half frightened, half questioning glance at his eyes and then around the darkening aisle.

"If we're going to quarrel, Jack," she said hurriedly, "don't let's do it BEFORE FOLKS." "In the name of Heaven," he said, following her eyes indignantly, "what do you mean ?" "I mean," she said, with a slight shiver of resignation and scorn, "if you--oh dear! if IT'S ALL going to be like THEM, let's keep it to ourselves." He gazed at her in hopeless bewilderment.

Did she really mean that she was more frightened at the possible revelation of their disagreement than of their intimacy?
"Come," she continued tenderly, still glancing, however, uneasily around her, "come! We'll be more comfortable in the hollow.

It's only a step." Still holding him by her braid she half led, half dragged him away.

To the right was one of those sudden depressions in the ground caused by the subsidence of the earth from hidden springs and the uprooting of one or two of the larger trees.