“Where are we?”
“I don’t know; but I should think that we were not far from Ernest’s garden. Yes—that wall——”
“True—and I think that I see a summer-house too.”
“A summer-house? Oh! let us go at once.”
“You will come to-morrow, won’t you, dear?—However, I shall see you every day now.”
“Yes, I will see you to-morrow—I will talk with you.”
“How strangely you say that! What is the matter?”
“Nothing. But come—let us go away from here.”
Caroline put her arm about me; mine was about her waist, and in that position we walked away from the spot that had heard our oaths. It was very dark, we had not taken ten steps when our feet tripped over something. Caroline stooped and exclaimed with a shriek of terror:
“O my God! it is a woman, my dear!”