"
But Teddy's bow, though respectful, was not humble; and he only
asked in reply,--
"Where shall I find Mrs. Legrange, sir?"
"She walked down to the glen about half an hour ago. You may follow
her there, if you please; and, since you insist upon it as a right,
I will leave you to break the news to her alone. But you will
remember, I hope, that she is very delicate,--very easily startled.
You will have to be exceedingly cautious."
"Yes, sir;" and with a ceremonious bow the young man left the room,
and the next minute was seen darting along the path to the glen.
Mr. Burroughs looked after him appreciatively, and muttered,--
"A nice-looking fellow, and not without self-respect. I see no
reason why, in half a dozen years, he should not enter his name at
the Suffolk bar itself, and stand as well as any man on the roll.
But my little Sunshine! Confound the boy! why couldn't he have told
me where to find her?"
So Mr. Burroughs went back to the piazza, and tried to quiet himself
with another cigar, but was too nervous to make any more rings;
while Teddy sped away to the glen, and presently found himself in a
cool and cavernous retreat, which the sunlight only penetrated by
dancing down with the waters that slid laughingly over a rock ledge
above, and shook themselves into spray before they reached the pool
below, then, after dimpling and sporting there for a moment, danced
merrily away.
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