The girl spoke with deep earnestness.
“I shall wait,” said Willy, after a pause.
“And you'll meet me at the bridge by the smithy?” said Rotha.
Willy nodded assent.
“At four precisely,” he said.
“This is all I came to ask. I must go back.”
“Rotha, a word: what is your interest in these Garths? Does it concern your father and Ralph?”
“I'll tell you at the bridge,” said Rotha, sidling off.
“Every one is aghast at your going,” he said.
“I have better reasons than any one knows of,” she replied.