"That is all," I said when I had finished; "but believe me in this at least: I did not fully realize what my premise meant, and you cannot think worse of my conduct than I think myself. I know it was unworthy, but it shall not turn out to your ill. If it is in the power of man, I will take you to the place to which you would go."
"Shall we ride faster?" she said presently.
"Yes," I replied, "but which way? Will you go by road or water?"
"If we go to Veryan, we pass Tresillian, I think you said?"
"I do not remember saying so, but it is true."
"Then we will go that way."
For the next few miles we rode rapidly, neither speaking a word, but presently she slackened her horse's pace.
"How far is Tresillian from here?" she asked.
"About one mile."
"Thank you for being so frank," she said after a few seconds of silence.