A Struggle for a Ring — page 32: what you’re looking at

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“~ 28 “WHAT SHALL WE DO?” ‘Do you think so?” she said; ‘‘are you sure, Lord Carsdale?” ‘‘VYes, I am sure. Do not tremble, Alice; I will do all I can; trust me.” He was distressed for her because he saw what she suf- fered. He did his best to obtain a carriage quickly, but the day was unfortunate—the day of the regatta; all the carriages were out or hired—there was nothing to be had. When at last he succeeded it was half-past seven. Alice had no watch, and he carefully kept the time from her. MHalf-past seven, and it was quite thirty miles! Unless she was there by nine, it would all be use- less. Lord Carsdale went to the driver. ‘‘T will give you fiv2 pounds,” he said, ‘‘if you will take us to Ladywell, to reach there by nine.” The driver laughed. ‘‘T should be glad enough, sir, of five pounds, but I could not do that if you offered me fifty—it is not possible. ” ‘Do the best you can,” said Lord Carsdale, hurriedly ; and the next moment they were going fast along the white high-road. , The shadows of night fell slowly, slowly, and slowly. Alice watched them with frightened eyes. ‘“It is growing dark, Lord Carsdale,” she would say. ‘«So much the better, Alice; no one can recognize us.” The green fields and the corn-fields, the meadows filled with rich grain, the tall, swaying trees, the flowery banks, were all passed with amazing rapidity. The stars began to shine in the blue sky; the night wind was filled with sweet odors. More and more deadly grew the fear in the girl’s heart. —~ comicbooks m (E(e)