He was very kind about it," I
returned, conscious of Miss Bride's severe eye.
"There was no philandering, child, now was there? You're not long out of
short frocks. I can't imagine how the young gentleman came to be in your
woods. You'd better forget all about him, but first tell me what he was
like and all that happened."
"Bride! The poor child!" said Miss Henrietta, compassionately.
"There was no philandering," I said composedly. I am used to Miss
Chenevix's ways. "How could there be? He rendered me such a service as
any gentleman might have done, and went on his way. It was only seeing
that we have so few strangers--"
"He might be staying at Damerstown. They have a houseful."
"I am sure he was not."
"Hoity-toity! how can you know if you know nothing about him? Tell me
again what he was like. I know every one who goes in and out of every
house in the county except Damerstown, and there are too many of them
for me, besides which old Dawson ruined my uncle Hercules. Was he tall?
You say he was tall."
"Tall and slight."
"Regular features?"
"A straight nose; his face clean shaven except for a small dark
moustache; a good deal of colour in his face and great vivacity.
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