'No; I do not. My father wants me to marry a stranger, but he cannot make me.' 'Then you do not know him. He has no scruples; he will do anything.' 'What can he have said to impress you so?' 'He said enough to show me he has no conscience, and that he looks on you as a mere puppet.' Muriel felt as if the world were breaking up on all sides. What strange new things the day had brought forth; and, to crown them, flight from home seemed imminent! She pressed to her side Frank's arm, and with her disengaged hand smoothed the collar of his coat and fastened the top button, all the while looking wistfully at his set face. The ears of both were ringing with their own blood, or they would have heard a movement among the branches; for at that moment Lee reached the elm. His intention was to interrupt at once, and get back to the ravelled skein in the house; but the vision of the two lovers solaced his artistic sense; he was so near that he could hear their whispers. Shall not an artist take delight in his own work? Chance would help him, as it had done, manfully. He would watch this scene out. Surely he held the strings; and these, his daintiest puppets, he must see them play their best. 'You must come away with me,' said Frank hoarsely. 'See, I would have you what is called elope, and I am scrupulous. I do not know if such an action can be justified by our position even to ourselves. Your father has no scruples. Conceive what he will do.' Two incidents flashed into Muriel's mind; the elopement of one former schoolmate, and the forced marriage of another; both ending in death by heartbreak of the young wives. She was angry at herself that these should have occurred to her. Frank and she!--they were apart from the world. Yet she whispered, 'You surely exaggerate.' 'No; I do not,' he said. 'Come with me, just now. We are in Scotland. I will marry you to-night--regularly, to-morrow. You needn't fear; I have plenty of money.' 'Frank!' she cried reproachfully, 'if I thought my marrying you depended on running off just now, I would go although you hadn't a penny.' 'It does, it does. Step on the wall, and I will help you down.' This command, and the action which accompanied it, roused her. She had not fully realised the purpose that made his pleading so earnest, until he seized her quickly, and lifted her towards the wall. Lee grasped his whip tightly, and was ready for a spring. 'Put me down,' said Muriel.