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It was a searching question after his proffer, and my acceptance of the flower I held concealed, and I hesitated a moment before replying to it. I am so intensely proud; and then I could not but acknowledge to myself that, whatever my excuse, I was certainly running a risk of no ordinary nature in listening to the addresses of a man who could inspire me, or ever had inspired me, with the faintest element of distrust.
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“Have I not shown you one?” I inquired.
A sound — it never came from him or from me — made us both start. With a fierce expression he turned towards the bushes at our right, but not before I had seen, by the look of astonishment he had cast upon the flower, that, notwithstanding the coincidence of finding him at the gate, he had had nothing to do with its culling or presentation.
“Some one is presuming to play the spy upon us,” said he, and drawing my hand through his arm, he led me swiftly towards the porch. “You need not tremble so,” he whispered, as we halted an instant between the cedars before mounting the steep steps. “No one in this house wishes to annoy you — or if there should be any one who does,” he corrected in a quick tone, while he cast a glance of quick suspicion at the basket in my hand, “that person and I will soon come to an understanding.”
“I was only startled,” was my quick rejoinder, glad to explain my tremulousness in this way. “Let us go in,” I added, feeling that I must escape to some place of solitude, if only to hide my shame and chagrin from every eye.
He acquiesced in my wishes at once, and we were proceeding slowly up the steps, when suddenly a shrill, strange laugh broke from amid the bushes, and the weird voice of the idiot boy, whom I thought had been left behind me in the town, rose once more to my ear, u |
