Americans -- England -- Fiction; Courtship -- Fiction; Women travelers -- England -- Fiction
It was the first time she had called me 'Jack,' and I needed no second
invitation. I proceeded to save her, in the usual way, by holding her
to my heart and kissing her lovely hair reassuringly as I murmured:
'You are safe, my darling; not a hair of your precious head shall be
hurt. Don't be frightened.'
She shivered like a leaf.
'I am frightened,' she said; 'I can't help being frightened. He will
chase us, I know. Where is he? What is he doing now?'
Looking up to determine if I need abbreviate this blissful moment, I saw
the enraged animal disappearing in the side-door of the barn; and it was
a nice, comfortable Durham cow, that somewhat rare but possible thing--a
sportive cow.
'Is he gone?' breathed Kitty from my waistcoat.
'Yes, he is gone--she is gone, darling. But don't move; it may come
again.'
My first too hasty assurance had calmed Kitty's fears, and she raised
her charming flushed face from its retreat and prepared to withdraw. I
did not facilitate the preparations, and a moment of awkward silence
ensued.
'Might I inquire,' I asked, 'if the dear little person at present
reposing in my arms will stay there (with intervals for rest and
refreshment) for the rest of her natural life?'
She withdrew entirely now, all but her hand, and her eyes sought the
ground.
'I suppose I shall have to--that is, if you think--at least, I suppose
you do think--at any rate, you look as if you were thinking--that this
has been giving you encouragement.'
'I do indeed--decisive, undoubted, bare-faced encouragement.'
'I don't think I ought to be judged as if I were in my sober senses,'
she replied. 'I was frightened within an inch of my life. I told you
this morning that I was dreadfully afraid of bulls, especially mad ones,
and I told you that my nurse frightened me, when I was a child, with
awful stories about them, and that I never outgrew my childish terror. I
looked everywhere about. The barn was too far, the fence too high; I saw
him coming, and there was nothing but you and the open country. Of
course, I took you. It was very natural, I'm sure; any girl would have
done it.'
'To be sure,' I replied soothingly, 'any girl would have run after me,
as you say.'
'I didn't say any girl would have run after you--you needn't flatter
yourself; and besides, I think I was really trying to protect you as
well as to gain protection, else why should I have cast myself on you
like a catamount, or a catacomb, or whatever the thing is?'
'Yes, darling, I thank you for saving my life, and I am willing to
devote the remainder of it to your service as a pledge of my gratitude;
but if you should take up life-saving as a profession, dear, don't throw
yourself on a fellow with--'
'Jack! Jack!' she cried, putting her hand over my lips, and getting it
well kissed in consequence. 'If you will only forget that, and never,
never taunt me with it afterwards, I'll--I'll--well, I'll do anything in
reason--yes, even marry you!'
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