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Tignonville looked back at her and sht the look; she

fancied that she understood it and his thoughts But her own eyes were

moist at the moment with tears, and what his said, and what there was of

strangeness in his glance, half-warning, half-exultant, escaped her For

there, not a

village began to rise froreen on the land

side, bare and scarped towards the sea and the island--she espied the

wayside chapel at which the nurse of her early childhood had told her

beads Where it stood, the road from Commequiers and the road she

travelled beca the

hillocks, it ran down to the beach and the causeway--and to her hoht herself of Carlat, and calling to M de

Tignonville, she asked hiht of the steward's continued

absence

"He h

"But he must have ridden hard to do that"

He reined back to her "Say nothing!" he muttered under his breath "But

look ahead, Madame, and see if we are expected!"

"Expected? How can we be expected?" she cried The colour rushed into

her face