honeysuckle； belated bramblesbut the dog…roses had already gone； there were green and red blackberries； stellarias； and dandelions； and in another place white dead nettles； traveller's…joy； clinging bedstraw； grasses flowering； white campions； and ragged robins。 One cornfield was glorious with poppies； bright scarlet and purple white； and the blue corn…flowers were beginning。 In the lanes the trees met overhead； and the wisps of hay still hung to the straggling hedges。 Iri one of the main roads he steered a perilous passage through a dozen surly dun oxen。 Here and there were little cottages； and picturesque beer…houses with the vivid brewers' boards of blue and scarlet； and once a broad green and a church； and an expanse of some hundred houses or so。 Then he came to a pebbly rivulet that emerged between clumps of sedge loosestrife and forget…me…nots under an arch of trees； and rippled across the road； and there he dismounted； longing to take off shoes and stockingsthose stylish chequered stockings were now all dimmed with dust and paddle his lean legs in the chuckling cheerful water。 But instead he sat in a manly attitude； smoking a cigarette； for fear lest the Young Lady in Grey should come glittering round the corner。 For the flavour of the Young Lady in Grey was present through it all； mixing with the flowers and all the delight of it； a touch that made this second day quite different from the first； an undertone of expectation； anxiety； and something like regret that would not be ignored。
It was only late in the long evening that； quite abruptly； he began to repent； vividly and decidedly； having fled these two people。 He was getting hungry； and that has a curious effect upon the emotional colouring of our minds。 The man was a sinister brute； Hoopdriver saw in a flash of inspiration； and the girlshe was in some serious trouble。 And he who might have helped her had taken his first impulse as decisiveand bolted。 This new view of it depressed him dreadfully。 What might not be happening to her now？ He thought again of her tears。 Surely it was merely his duty； seeing the trouble afoot； to keep his eye upon it。
He began riding fast to get quit of such selfreproaches。 He found himself in a tortuous tangle of roads； and as the dusk was coming on； emerged； not at Petworth but at Easebourne； a mile from Midhurst。 〃I'm getting hungry；〃 said Mr。 Hoopdriver； inquiring of a gamekeeper in Easebourne village。 〃Midhurst a mile； and Petworth five！Thenks； I'll take Midhurst。〃
He came into Midhurst by the bridge at the watermill； and up the North Street； and a little shop flourishing cheerfully； the cheerful sign of a teapot； and exhibiting a brilliant array of tobaccos； sweets； and children's toys in the window； struck his fancy。 A neat； bright…eyed little old lady made him welcome； and he was presently supping sumptuously on sausages and tea； with a visitors' book full of the most humorous and flattering remarks about the little old lady； in verse and prose； propped up against his teapot as he ate。 Regular good some of the jokes were； and rhymes that read welleven with your mouth full of sausage。 Mr。 Hoopdriver formed a vague idea of drawing 〃 something 〃for his judgment on the little old lady was already formed。 He pictured the little old lady discovering it afterwards〃My gracious！ One of them Punch men；〃 she would say。 The room had a curtained recess and a chest of drawers； for presently it was to be his bedroom； and the day part of it was decorated with framed Oddfellows' certificates and giltbacked books and portraits； and kettle…holders； and all kinds of beautiful things made out of wool； very comfortable it was indeed。 The window was lead framed and diamond paned； and through it one saw the corner of the vicarage and a pleasant hill crest； in dusky silhouette against the twilight sky。 And after the sausages had ceased to be； he lit a Red Herring cigarette and went swaggering out into the twilight street。 All shadowy blue between its dark brick houses； was the street； with a bright yellow window here and there and splashes of green and red where the chemist's illumination fell across the road。
AN INTERLUDE
XV
And now let us for a space leave Mr。 Hoopdriver in the dusky Midhurst North Street； and return to the two folks beside the railway bridge between Milford and Haslemere。 She was a girl of eighteen； dark； fine featured； with bright eyes； and a rich； swift colour under her warm…tinted skin。 Her eyes were all the brighter for the tears that swam in them。 The man was thirty three or four； fair； with a longish nose overhanging his sandy flaxen moustache； pale blue eyes； and a head that struck out above and behind。 He stood with his feet wide apart； his hand on his hip； in an attitude that was equally suggestive of defiance and aggression。 They had watched Hoopdriver out of sight。 The unexpected interruption had stopped the flood of her tears。 He tugged his abundant moustache and regarded her calmly。 She stood with face averted； obstinately resolved not to speak first。 〃Your behaviour；〃 he said at last； 〃makes you conspicuous。〃
She turned upon him； her eyes and cheeks glowing； her hands clenched。 〃You unspeakable CAD；〃 she said； and choked； stamped her little foot； and stood panting。
〃Unspeakable cad！ My dear girl！ Possible I AM an unspeakable cad。 Who wouldn't befor you？〃
〃'Dear girl！' How DARE you speak to me like that？ YOU〃
〃I would do anything〃
〃OH！〃
There was a moment's pause。 She looked squarely into his face； her eyes alight with anger and contempt； and perhaps he flushed a little。 He stroked his moustache； and by an effort maintained his cynical calm。 〃Let us be reasonable；〃 he said。
〃Reasonable！ That means all that is mean and cowardly and sensual in the world。〃
〃You have always had it soin your generalising way。 But let us look at the facts of the caseif that pleases you better。〃
With an impatient gesture she motioned him to go on。
〃Well；〃 he said；〃you've eloped。〃
〃I've left my home；〃 she corrected； with dignity。 〃I left my home because it was unendurable。 Because that woman〃
〃Yes； yes。 But the point is； you have eloped with me。〃
〃You came with me。 You pretended to be my friend。 Promised to help me to earn a living by writing。 It was you who said； why shouldn't a man and woman be friends？ And now you dareyou dare〃
〃Really； Jessie； this pose of yours； this injured innocence〃
〃I will go back。 I forbid youI forbid you to stand in the way〃
〃One moment。 I have always thought that my little pupil was at least clear…headed。 You don't know everything yet； you know。 Listen to me for a moment。〃
〃Haven't I been listening？ And you have only insulted me。 You who dared only to talk of friendship； who scarcely dared hint at anything beyond。〃
〃But you took the hints； nevertheless。 You knew。 You KNEW。 And you did not mind。 MIND！ You liked it。 It was the fun of the whole thing for you。 That I loved you； and could not speak to you。 You played with it〃
〃You have said all that before。 Do you think that justifies you？〃
〃That isn't all。 I made up my mindWell； to make the game more even。 And so I suggested to you and joined with you in this expedition of yours； invented a sister at MidhurstI tell you； I HAVEN'T a sister！ For one object〃
〃Well？〃
〃To compromise you。〃
She started。 That was a new way of putting it。 For half a minute neither spoke。 Then she began half defiantly： 〃Much I am compromised。 Of courseI have made a fool of myself〃
〃My dear girl； you are still on the sunny side of eighteen； and you know very little of this world。 Less than you think。 But you will learn。 Before you write all those novels we have talked about； you will have to learn。 And that's one point〃 He hesitated。 〃You started and blushed when the man at breakfast called you Ma'am。 You thought it a funny mistake； but you did not say anything because he was young and nervousand besides； the thought of being my wife offended your modesty。 You didn't care to notice it。 Butyou see； I gave your name as MRS。 Beaumont。〃 He looked almost apologetic； in spite of his cynical pose。 〃MRS。 Beaumont；〃 he repeated； pulling his flaxen moustache and watching the effect。
She looked into his eyes speechless。 〃I am learning fast； 〃 she said slowly； at last。
He thought the time had come for an emotional attack。 〃Jessie；〃 he said； with a sudden change of voice； 〃I know all this is mean； isvillanous。 But do you think that I have done all this scheming； all this subterfuge； for any other object〃
She did not seem to listen to his words。 〃I shall ride home；〃 she said abruptly。
〃To her？〃
She winced。
〃Just think；〃 said he； 〃what she could say to you after this。〃
〃Anyhow； I shall leave you now。〃
〃Yes？ And go〃
〃Go somewhere to earn my living； to be a free woman； to live without conventionality〃
〃My dear girl； do let us be cynical。 You haven't money and you haven't credit。 No one would take you in。 It's one of two things： go back to your stepmother； ortrust to me。〃
〃How CAN I？〃
〃Then you must go back to her。〃 He paused momentarily； to let this consideration have its proper weight。 〃Jessie； I did not mean to say the things I did。 Upon my honour； I lost my head when I spoke so。 If you will； forgive me。 I am a man。 I could not help myself。 Forgive me； and I promise you〃
〃How can I trust you？〃
〃Try me。 I can assure you〃
She regarded him distrustfully。
〃At any rate； ride on with me now。 Surely we have been in the shadow of this horrible bridge long enough。〃
〃Oh！ let me think；〃 she said； half turning from him and pressing her hand to her brow。
〃THINK！ Look here； Jessie。 It is ten o'clock。 Shall we call a truce until one？〃
She hesitated； demanded a definition of the truce； and at last agreed。
They mounted； and rode on in silence； through the sunlight and the heather。 Both were extremely uncomfortable and disappointed。 She was pale； divided between fear and anger。 She perceived she was in a scrape； and tried in vain to think of a way of escape。 Only one tangible thing would keep in her mind； try as she would to ignore it。 That was the quite irrelevant fact that his head was singularly like an albino cocoanut。 He； too； felt thwarted。 He felt that this romantic business of seduction