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firm ground。 Short as the interval was； it proved long enough to
favor the escape of the fish。 The angler had heard my first
instinctive cry of alarm； had turned； and had thrown aside his
rod to help me。 We confronted each other for the first time； I on
the bank and he in the shallow water below。 Our eyes encountered；
and I verily believe our hearts encountered at the same moment。
This I know for certain； we forgot our breeding as lady and
gentleman： we looked at each other in barbarous silence。
I was the first to recover myself。 What did I say to him？
I said something about my not being hurt； and then something
more； urging him to run back and try if he might not yet recover
the fish。
He went back unwillingly。 He returned to meof course without
the fish。 Knowing how bitterly disappointed my uncle would have
been in his place； I apologized very earnestly。 In my eagerness
to make atonement； I even offered to show him a spot where he
might try again； lower down the stream。
He would not hear of it； he entreated me to go home and change my
wet dress。 I cared nothing for the wetting； but I obeyed him
without knowing why。
He walked with me。 My way back to the Vicarage was his way back
to the inn。 He had come to our parts； he told me； for the quiet
and retirement as much as for the fishing。 He had noticed me once
or twice from the window of his room at the inn。 He asked if I
were not the vicar's daughter。
I set him right。 I told him that the vicar had married my
mother's sister； and that the two had been father and mother to
me since the death of my parents。 He asked if he might venture to
call on Doctor Starkweather the next day； mentioning the name of
a friend of his； with whom he believed the vicar to be
acquainted。 I invited him to visit us； as if it had been my
house； I was spell…bound under his eyes and under his voice。 I
had fancied； honestly fancied； myself to have been in love often
and often before this time。 Never in any other man's company had
I felt as I now felt in the presence of _this_ man。 Night seemed
to fall suddenly over the evening landscape when he left me。 I
leaned against the Vic arage gate。 I could not breathe； I could
not think； my heart fluttered as if it would fly out of my
bosomand all this for a stranger！ I burned with shame； but oh；
in spite of it all； I was so happy！
And now； when little more than a few weeks had passed since that
first meeting； I had him by my side； he was mine for life！ I
lifted my head from his bosom to look at him。 I was like a child
with a new toyI wanted to make sure that he was really my own。
He never noticed the action； he never moved in his corner of the
carriage。 Was he deep in his own thoughts？ and were they thoughts
of Me？
I laid down my head again softly； so as not to disturb him。 My
thoughts wandered backward once more； and showed me another
picture in the golden gallery of the past。
The garden at the Vicarage formed the new scene。 The time was
night。 We had met together in secret。 We were walking slowly to
and fro； out of sight of the house； now in the shadowy paths of
the shrubbery； now in the lovely moonlight on the open lawn。
We had long since owned our love and devoted our lives to each
other。 Already our interests were one； already we shared the
pleasures and the pains of life。 I had gone out to meet him that
night with a heavy heart； to seek comfort in his presence and to
find encouragement in his voice。 He noticed that I sighed when he
first took me in his arms； and he gently turned my head toward
the moonlight to read my trouble in my face。 How often he had
read my happiness there in the earlier days of our love！
〃You bring bad news； my angel；〃 he said； lifting my hair tenderly
from my forehead as he spoke。 〃I see the lines here which tell me
of anxiety and distress。 I almost wish I loved you less dearly；
Valeria。〃
〃Why？〃
〃I might give you back your freedom。 I have only to leave this
place； and your uncle would be satisfied； and you would be
relieved from all the cares that are pressing on you now。〃
〃Don't speak of it； Eustace！ If you want me to forget my cares；
say you love me more dearly than ever。〃
He said it in a kiss。 We had a moment of exquisite forgetfulness
of the hard ways of lifea moment of delicious absorption in
each other。 I came back to realities fortified and composed；
rewarded for all that I had gone through； ready to go through it
all over again for another kiss。 Only give a woman love； and
there is nothing she will not venture； suffer； and do。
〃No； they have done with objecting。 They have remembered at last
that I am of age； and that I can choose for myself。 They have
been pleading with me； Eustace； to give you up。 My aunt； whom I
thought rather a hard woman； has been cryingfor the first time
in my experience of her。 My uncle； always kind and good to me；
has been kinder and better than ever。 He has told me that if I
persist in becoming your wife； I shall not be deserted on my
wedding…day。 Wherever we may marry； he will be there to read the
service； and my aunt will go to the church with me。 But he
entreats me to consider seriously what I am doingto consent to
a separation from you for a timeto consult other people on my
position toward you； if I am not satisfied with his opinion。 Oh；
my darling； they are as anxious to part us as if you were the
worst instead of the best of men！〃
〃Has anything happened since yesterday to increase their distrust
of me？〃 he asked。
〃Yes；〃
〃What is it？〃
〃You remember referring my uncle to a friend of yours and of
his？〃
〃Yes。 To Major Fitz…David。〃
〃My uncle has written to Major Fitz…David 〃
〃Why？〃
He pronounced that one word in a tone so utterly unlike his
natural tone that his voice sounded quite strange to me。
〃You won't be angry； Eustace； if I tell you？〃 I said。 〃My uncle；
as I understood him； had several motives for writing to the
major。 One of them was to inquire if he knew your mother's
address。〃
Eustace suddenly stood still。
I paused at the same moment； feeling that I could venture no
further without the risk of offending him。
To speak the truth； his conduct； when he first mentioned our
engagement to my uncle； had been （so far as appearances went） a
little flighty and strange。 The vicar had naturally questioned
him about his family。 He had answered that his father was dead；
and he had consented； though not very readily； to announce his
contemplated marriage to his mother。 Informing us that she too
lived in the country； he had gone to see her； without more
particularly mentioning her address。 In two days he had returned
to the Vicarage with a very startling message。 His mother
intended no disrespect to me or my relatives； but she disapproved
so absolutely of her son's marriage that she （and the members of
her family； who all agreed with her） would refuse to be present
at the ceremony； if Mr。 Woodville persisted in keeping his
engagement with Dr。 Starkweather's niece。 Being asked to explain
this extraordinary communication； Eustace had told us that his
mother and his sisters were bent on his marrying another lady；
and that they were bi