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gain his voice was not loud any longer, but cuttingly cold and severe. "Will you kindly come here and unloose my chair; I refuse to be kept a prisoner any longer." The footsteps paused abruptly; the swish of a silken skirt came across the grass, and a woman's clear, high-bred voice cried abruptly-- "A prisoner! Oh, what is the matter? Please tell me what I can do. I would have stopped at once, but I did not think you could possibly be talking to me." Jack looked up in amaze, and beheld a tall girl clad in grey, a little head beautifully poised on an unusually long neck, and a pale, oval face, out of which looked a pair of deep, violet eyes. The stranger was not beautiful, not even pretty, but in the way she spoke, in the way she moved, in the way she stood looking at him, with the folds of her dress held together in one slender hand, there was an air of distinction which marked her out from the ordinary run of womankind. Jack felt overcome with embarrassment as he remembered his imperious summons, and so much at a loss to explain his predicament that for a few moments he could not find words, but just lay back in his chair staring at her with horrified eyes. The stranger evidently perceived his embarrassment, for she came a step forwards and said tactfully-- "I think you must be Mr Melland. May I introduce myself? My name is Margot Blount I have been lunching at the vicarage, and took the opportunity of calling upon Miss Farrell before the carriage comes back for me at five o'clock. I shall be so glad if I can be of any service to you _en route_." "Thank you; you are very kind. I am awfully sorry that I should have shouted at you in that threatening way," said Jack, smiling in his most fascinating manner, and he could be remarkably fascinating upon occasion. "The truth is I am a cripple at present with a sprained ankle, and my--er--attendant has chosen to run away, and leave me tied up to this tree. I was getting tired and impatient, hence the summons." "Ah," exclaimed Lady Margot, smiling, "I can guess who the attendant was! Miss Mollie Farrell, was it not? I have heard so much of her from Mrs Thornton that I am quite longing to see her. Is she at home this afternoon--and her sister?" "I am not sure about Miss Farrell; she went out for a walk after lunch; but in any case she is sure to return very soon. Miss Mollie is-- somewhere! It is impossible to be more explicit. Probably some
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