Chapter I

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e.Butshelookedoncemoredownthehillandherheartgaveagreatthudagainstherchestshefeltherselfblushingfuriously.Herbloodseemedtorushthroughthevesselswithsuddenrapidity,andindismayatherwantofcomposureshehadanimpulsetoturnquicklyandfly.Sheforgotthesickeningexpectation,thehoursshehadspentinlookingforthefigurethattrampedupthehill. Ofcourseitwasaman!Hecamenearer,atallfellowoftwenty-seven,massivelysettogether,bigboned,withlongarmsandlegs,andamagnificentbreadthofchest.Bertharecognisedthecostumethatalwayspleasedher,theknickerbockersandgaiters,theNorfolk-jacketofroughtweed,thewhitestockandthecap—allredolentofthecountrywhichforhissakeshewasbeginningtolove,andallvigorouslymasculine.Eventhehugebootswhichcoveredhisfeetgaveherbytheirverysizeathrillofpleasuretheirdimensionssuggestedacertainfirmnessofcharacter,amasterfulness,whichwereintenselyreassuring.Thestyleofdressfittedperfectlythebackgroundofbrownroadandofploughedfield.Berthawonderedifheknewthathewasexceedinglypicturesqueasheclimbedthehill. “Afternoon,MissBertha.” Heshowednosignofpausing,andthegirl’sheartsankatthethoughtthathemightgoonwithonlyacommonplacewordofgreeting. “IthoughtitwasyouIsawcomingupthehill,”shesaid,stretchingoutherhand. Hestoppedandshookitthetouchofhisbig,firmfingersmadehertremble.Hishandwasmassiveandhardasifitwerehewnofstone.Shelookedupathimandsmiled. “Isn’titcold?”shesaid.Itisterribletobedesirousofsayingallsortsofpassionatethings,whileconventiondebarsyoufromanybutthemostcommonplace. “Youhaven’tbeenwalkingattherateoffivemilesanhour,”hesaid,cheerily.“I’vebeenintoBlackstabletoseeaboutbuyinganag.” HewastheverypictureofhealththewindsofNovemberwerelikesummerbreezestohim,andhisfaceglowedwiththepleasantcold.Hischeekswereflushedandhiseyesglistened.Hisvitalitywasintense,shiningoutuponotherswithalmostamaterialwarmth. “Wereyougoingout?”heasked. “Ohno,”Berthareplied,withoutstrictregardtotruth.“IjustwalkeddowntothegateandIhappenedtocatchsightofyou.” “Iamveryglad—Iseeyousoseldomnow,MissBertha.” “Iwishyouwouldn’tcallmeMissBertha”shecried,“itsoundshorrid.”Itwasworsethanthat,itsoundedalmostmenial.“Whenwewereboyandgirl
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