far from the gate I saw Angelica in tears and her bath-chair. Her man
was not with her, and she was alone. When she saw me she looked at me
for a minute, and then she beckoned to me to come to her. I flew. There
were but few people in the gardens, and we was alone.
"Madam," said she, "I think you must be very kind. I believe you knew
that gentleman was not my brother. He is not."
"My dear miss," said I - I was almost on the point of calling her
Angelica - "I knew that. I know that he is something nearer and dearer
than even a brother."
She blushed. "Yes," said she, "you are right, and we are in great
"Oh, what is it? Tell me quick. What can I do to help you?"
"My father is very angry," said she, "and has forbidden me ever to see
him again, and he is going to take me home to-morrow. But we have
agreed to fly together to-day. It is our only chance, but he is not
here. Oh, dear! I do not know what I shall do."
"Where are you going to fly to?" said I.
"We want to take the Edinburgh train this evening if there is one," she
said, "and we get off at Carlisle, and from there it is only a little
way to Gretna Green."
"Gretna Green!" I cried.