She bowed her head in assent.
"The Summer Assizes open on the eighteenth," she said. "There is no doubt as to how all will go."
Robin rose.
"It is time I were in bed," he said, "if I must ride at one."
The two women knelt for his blessing.
At one o'clock Marjorie heard the horse brought round. She stepped softly to the window, knowing herself to be invisible, and peeped out.
All was as she had ordered. There was no light of any kind: she could make out but dimly in the summer darkness the two figures of horse and groom. As she looked, a third figure appeared beneath; but there was no word spoken that she could hear. This third figure mounted. She caught her breath as she heard the horse scurry a little with freshness, since every sound seemed full of peril. Then the mounted figure faded one way into the dark, and the groom another.
II
It was two weeks to the day that Robin received his letter.
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