‘And now I must go,’ she said at last.  ’You’ll see me as far as the Angel, won’t you?’ Of course he was ready to see her as far as the Angel.  ‘What am I to say to the Squire?’

‘Say nothing.’

‘And what am I to say to aunt?’

‘Say to her?  Just say what you have said all along.’

’I’ve said nothing all along,—­just to oblige you, Felix.  I must say something.  A girl has got herself to mind.  What have you got to say to me, Felix?’

He was silent for about a minute, meditating his answer.  ’If you bother me I shall cut it, you know.’

‘Cut it!’

‘Yes...