“I am at your disposal,” said Evan.
Rose nodded briefly.
“I think I’ll smoke the trees,” said Laxley, perceptibly huffing.
“You won’t come, Ferdinand?”
“I only offered to fill up the gap. One does as well as another.”
Rose flicked her whip, and then declared she would not ride at all, and, gathering up her skirts, hurried back to the house.
As Laxley turned away, Evan stood before him.
The unhappy fellow was precipitated by the devil of his false position.
“I think one of us two must quit the field; if I go I will wait for you,” he said.
“Oh; I understand,” said Laxley. “But if it’s what I suppose you to mean, I must decline.”