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to yet wilder speed; but had not runto recover e trees Half-stunned, I yet raised myself, and almost

involuntarily looked back All I saas the hand within three feet

of e soft arms thrown

round me from behind; and a voice like a wooblin; he dares not hurt you now" With that, the hand was suddenly

withdrawn as from a fire, and disappeared in the darkness and the rain

Overco of terror and joy, I lay for so I remember is the sound of a voice abovereat tree It ain:

"I may love him, I may love him; for he is a man, and I around, leaning against a human

form, and supported still by the arms around me, which I knew to be

those of a woely

proportioned I turnedotherwise, for I

feared lest the arms should untwine themselves; and clear, somewhat

mournful eyes met mine At least that is how they impressed me; but I

could see very little of colour or outline as we sat in the dark and

rainy shadow of the tree The face seemed very lovely, and solemn from

its stillness; with the aspect of one who is quite content, but waiting

for so I saw my conjecture frohout, but not greatly