Between Snow and Fire — page 80: what you’re looking at

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eT ee are -_— ‘ CHAPTER XIII. _ ™,.., AND THE WORLD 18 CHANGED.” \ Tuey stood for some moments watching the receding figure of the Kafir in silence. Eanswyth was the first to break it, “What have you been talking about all this time, Eustace? Is it any new danger that theatens us?”’ “N-ro. Rather the reverse if anything,’ and his features cleared up as if to beat out the truth of his words. “I don’t see, though, why you shouldn’t know it. That’s the man we fell foul of in the ve/d/ yesterday—-you remember the affair of the white dog?” “Oh!” and Eanswyth turned very pale. “Now don’t be alarmed, dearest. I believe he only loafed round here to try and collect some compensation.” “Ts that really all, Eustace ?”’’ she went on anxiously. “You seemed very much disturbed, dear. I don’t think I ever saw you look so thoroughly disturbed.” There was no perturbation left in his glance now. He took her face lovingly between his hands and kissed it again and again. “ Did you not, my sweet? Well, perhaps there has never existed such ground for it. Perhaps I have never met with so inopportune an interruption. But now, cheer up. We must make the most of this day, for asort of instinct tells me that it is the last we shall have to ourselves, at any rate for some time to come. And now what shall we do with ourselves ? Shall we go back to the house or sit here a little while and talk ?” Eanswyth was in favour of the latter plan. And, seated there in the shade of a great acacia, the rich summer mornh- ing sped by in a golden dream. The fair panorama of dis- tant hills and wooded kloofs; the radiant sunlight upon the wide sweep of mimosa-dotted plains, shimmering into many a fantastic mirage in the glowing heat; the call of bird voices in the adjacent brake, and the continuous chirrup of crickets; the full, warm glow of the sensuous air, rich, 73 (ECON HayiCel exeye) cS (E(©) nN