“Because you thought he would be there, my dear?”
“Yes, aunt! It was very wrong—but I did.”
“And you thought he had gone out there to read his book in the dark, eh?”
“No, aunt dear; I thought he would be there waiting to see if I would go to him.”
“And you were going?”
“Yes, aunt dear.”
“Was he there?”
“Yes, aunt.”
“Waiting for you?”
“O no, aunt dear; for as I went softly over the grass, I stopped short all at once, and turned giddy, and felt as if everything was at an end.”