"Then you are studying?" she said.
"Yes, that is it. I am trying to make up for lost time. I have some examinations to pass; and my father has sent me down to Dr. Hervey because he is known everywhere as the cleverest coach in England."
A cloud came for just one half minute across the face of the moon; the soft, sweet darkness startled Leone.
"I must go now," she said; "it is not only getting late, but growing dark."
"I shall see you again," he cried, "do promise me."
"Nay, you have little faith in promises," she replied; and he watched her as she vanished from among the alder-trees.
It was an unexpected meeting; and strange and startling consequences soon followed.