Complete Project Gutenberg Works of George Meredith eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 10,116 pages of information about Complete Project Gutenberg Works of George Meredith.

Complete Project Gutenberg Works of George Meredith eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 10,116 pages of information about Complete Project Gutenberg Works of George Meredith.
charger dead still:  his mistress, a girl of about eleven or twelve or thirteen, with an arm bowed at her side, whip and reins in one hand, and slips of golden brown hair straying on her flushed cheek; rocks and trees, high silver firs rising behind her, and a slender water that fell from the rocks running at her pony’s feet.  Half-a-dozen yards were between the charger’s head and the pony’s flanks.  She waited for us to march by, without attempting to conceal that we were the objects of her inspection, and we in good easy swing of the feet gave her a look as we lifted our hats.  That look was to me like a net thrown into moonlighted water:  it brought nothing back but broken lights of a miraculous beauty.

Burning to catch an excuse for another look over my shoulder, I heard her voice: 

‘Young English gentlemen!’

We turned sharp round.

It was she without a doubt who had addressed us:  she spurred her pony to meet us, stopped him, and said with the sweetest painful attempt at accuracy in pronouncing a foreign tongue: 

‘I sthink you go a wrong way?’

Our hats flew off again, and bareheaded, I seized the reply before Temple could speak.

‘Is not this, may I ask you, the way to Sarkeld?’

She gathered up her knowledge of English deliberately.

’Yes, one goes to Sarkeld by sthis way here, but to-day goes everybody up to our Bella Vista, and I entreat you do not miss it, for it is some-s-thing to write to your home of.’

’Up at the tower, then?  Oh, we were there last night, and saw the bronze horse, mademoiselle.’

’Yes, I know.  I called on my poor sick woman in a but where you fell asleep, sirs.  Her little ones are my lambs; she has been of our household; she is good; and they said, two young, strange, small gentlemen have gone for Sarkeld; and I supposed, sthey cannot know all go to our Bella Vista to-day.’

‘You knew at once we were English, mademoiselle?’

’Yes, I could read it off your backs, and truly too your English eyes are quite open at a glance.  It is of you both I speak.  If I but make my words plain!  My “th” I cannot always.  And to understand, your English is indeed heavy speech! not so in books.  I have my English governess.  We read English tales, English poetry—­and sthat is your excellence.  And so, will you not come, sirs, up when a way is to be shown to you?  It is my question.’

Temple thanked her for the kindness of the offer.

I was hesitating, half conscious of surprise that I should ever be hesitating in doubt of taking the direction toward my father.  Hearing Temple’s boldness I thanked her also, and accepted.  Then she said, bowing: 

‘I beg you will cover your heads.’

We passed the huge groom bolt upright on his towering horse; he raised two fingers to the level of his eyebrows in the form of a salute.

Temple murmured:  ‘I shouldn’t mind entering the German Army,’ just as after our interview with Captain Bulsted he had wished to enter the British Navy.

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