‘It is more like the wind,’ said Wych Hazel.  ’I remember one good canter—­but all the rest made one think of the snail that went forward three feet and back two.’

’You must have had an experience!  I’ll try and secure both for you; but I may not be able, just at first.  Don’t you want to take pussy in safe keeping again?  I am afraid she would not approve of my further companionship.’

‘Well—­give her to me then,’ she said, holding out her hands.  He smiled a little at that, dislodged pussy and placed her in them, then rose up and offered his own.

A party of gentlemen came up the steps as Dr. Maryland and his companions went down.  Clearly, the thoughtful time of the morning was at an end.

CHAPTER XXV.

IN THE GERMAN.

There come, sometimes, in certain lives, certain days and weeks which seem to be all adrift and beyond legislation.  The people who might exercise control cannot; and the people will not who can; and so the hours sweep on in a rushing stream of events and consequences, which every now and then flings somebody upon the rocks.  Or it may be, in very happy cases, only some thing; but until this is made sure the lookers-on feel anxious.

So felt Mr. Falkirk, a prisoner still with his lame ankle; so felt (probably) Mr. Rollo, called suddenly away by business a hundred miles off.  So certainly felt Mrs. Bywank, watching her young lady with motherly eyes.  But the young lady herself felt quite at ease, and as she had said, ‘content.’  Why not?  With flowers by day and serenade by night; with game from every bag and trout from every hook; with cavaliers starting up out of greensward and woodland whenever she went out; with carriages and horsemen always at the door when she was at home.  The serenades indeed were shared impartially with Mr. Falkirk and Gotham; for Wych Hazel still kept her room in the cottage, and was there by night.  But the days were often spent in the house on the hill; and the distance between the two was often—­to say the least—­not made alone.  The new saddle-horses had not yet arrived, and no others were countenanced by Mr. Falkirk; but such walks had their facilities, even without the possible indoor extensions which sometimes took place.  And for evening purposes an equipage had been arranged which relieved Miss Kennedy of all dependence on her neighbours.  Mr. Falkirk’s prostrate condition prevented her giving any entertainments as yet; but she went everywhere, with Gotham—­grim and trusty—­upon the box; and more and more the days, as they went on, brought everybody to her feet.  It was excellent fun!  For it is really delightful to be liked; and admiring looks you cannot quite meet have yet their fascination, and the words you scarce hear have their charm.  Altogether there was a strong flavour of enchantment abroad; and it seemed probable that the prince was somewhere.  The princess had not