She reached up her arms, and flung herself on his bosom.
"Oh, Walton, I do—I do love you!"
"Then be ready, as you promised. I have but a moment to spare."
"But my father!"
"Is it easier to abandon the man who loves you, or to offend him?"
"Oh, Walton, I will go; but alone—I tremble to think of it."
"It is only for a few miles. In less than half an hour I will join you. Be careful to dress very quietly, and seem unconscious when we meet."
"I will—I will! Only do not frown so darkly on me again."
The young man turned his fine blue eyes full upon her.
"Did my black looks terrify you, darling?" he said, with a smile that warmed her heart like a burst of sunshine. "But you deserved it. Remember that."