“That footstep! yes, ’tis he. ’Tis young Adolphus the forester!”
And enter the young forester, clad chiefly in buff leather girdled with green, bow and arrows and huge knife. Scarcely can she hide her joy, her blushes, as Adolphus does an attitude, and throws himself at her feet, one arm placed half-carelessly and half-caressingly across the dog’s massive shoulder.
“Ah! Leely, this is indeed bliss beyond compare!”
“And yet, Adolphus, though thou knewest I was alone, thou camest not near me all day long. Nay, nay, tell me not of thy wild adventures in the forest, how thou chased the deer far into its dark depths till lost, how——”
“Stay, Leely, stay! I have sweeter, better news for thee than all that.”
And Leely leaned forward now, a light in her blue eyes, that one only sees once in a lifetime.
“Leely!”
“Yes, yes. Speak, Adolphus. Why dost thou hesitate?”
“Leely, I met——”
“Oh yes, I know; some charming girl kirtled all in green and garlanded with roses. I hate her. I——”