A note was handed to General Ople, with the request that he would step in to speak with Lady Camper in the course of the evening, or next morning. Elizabeth waited till his hat was on, then said, ‘Papa, on my ride to-day, I met Mr. Rolles.’
‘I am glad you had an agreeable escort, my dear.’
‘I could not refuse his company.’
‘Certainly not. And where did you ride?’
‘To a beautiful valley; and there we met.... ‘
‘Her ladyship?’
‘Yes.’
‘She always admires you on horseback.’
‘So you know it, papa, if she should speak of it.’
‘And I am bound to tell you, my child,’ said the General, ‘that this morning Lady Camper’s manner to me was... if I were a fool... I say, this morning I beat a retreat, but apparently she... I see no way out of it, supposing she...’