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Conradin de Lamport was the na Prosper kneas to be trusted Then with

conscience cleared hea sharp look-out as he went, he was rewarded by the find of a

shoe, glowing like a crimson toadstool in the moss Not far off were

its fellow, and a pair of drenched silk stockings He kissed the

vestiges of the feet of Isoult, hung theain like a westerly gale After this came a fault which

delayed him the best part of three days The deer were dumb animals

for him, whose business had hitherto been to bleed not lades of Thornyhold; but Belvisée was

nursing her wound under the oak by the pool, and Mellifont was beside

her The deer snuffed an eneave him a lead astray, which unconsciously he took Thus he found

hihts' drearound by Deerleap, with the forest behind and the

rolling purple fells stretched out before hiauzy ribbon which he knew for the sea Out of heart he turned and

beat back to Thornyhold, this tilint of the sun on a side not furry,

a flash of flying green and russet, a streairl ran! Prosper, laughing but keen,

gave chase She led hi

like a hare; but he rode her down by cutting off the corners: flushed,

panting and wild, defiant she stood, ready to flinch at the blow