Daisy in the Field by Elizabeth Wetherell
page 73 of 506 (14%)
page 73 of 506 (14%)
![]() | ![]() |
|
possible - but you have a will of your own. All you
Southerners have, I think." I replied that I was a Northerner; and the talk went to other things. Mrs. Sandford left me with a kiss and the injunction to take care of myself. I was very glad to get off so, for she looked a little unsatisfied. My way was clear now. I dressed with a bounding heart, mounted, and was away with Mr. Thorold; feeling beneath all my gladness that now was my time and my only time for doing all the difficult work I had set myself. But gladness was uppermost, as I found myself in the saddle and away, with Mr. Thorold by my side; - for once free and alone together; - gladness that kept us both still I think; for we exchanged few words till we were clear of the city and out upon the open country. There we slackened bridle, and I began to feel that the minutes were exceedingly precious. I dreaded lest some words of Christian's should make it impossible for me to do what I had to do. "Christian," I began, "I have things to talk to you about." "Well," said he brightly, "you shall. Will it take a great while, Daisy? Because I have things to talk to _you_ about." "Not a great while, I hope," I said, almost stammering. "You shall talk what you will, darling. But wait till we get a better place." I would have liked the place where we were, and the time. |
|