Lady Dora's light step was unheard; it might have been a flying hare's, 'twas so gently placed on the grass; a cough, however, startled him, and then a cold untrembling. "Mr. Tremenhere, pardon my interruption of your reverie, but may I speak to you?" "Good heavens! Lady Dora Vaughan!" and he was beside her. "You naturally feel astonished at my being here, Mr. Tremenhere," she coldly said, after an obeisance of the body which placed a barrier like the Jura mountains between them--"precipitately steep." "But I was walking in the gardens, and perceiving you, have come without hesitation, well assured that you can place no false construction on the otherwise hazardous act." "Lady Dora must be fully aware that presumption, or self-appreciation _above_ what I deserve, is not a fault of mine; what I am, I know--_more_, I never shall seek to be." He was to the full as proud as herself in word and look; she felt his meaning, and thought they stood _equal_ in mental strength; but his was the real, sterling pride, grounded on uprightness of cause--hers, the worldly thing, born by accident of birth; but, like many unreal things, it looked as pure as the other to the eye. "Believe me, Mr. Tremenhere, I do full justice to you in all things. I feel so much sympathy for a position so painful as yours, especially as it must be here, in this neighbourhood." He merely bowed. She scarcely knew well how to enter upon the subject of Minnie; even to her undaunted mind, it was a most difficult one. "May I ask," she said at last, "without a seeming impertinence, foreign to my thought, whether your stay will be greatly prolonged here?" He stood surprised; but, fixing his gaze upon her cold, impassive face, he read nothing to point a suspicion of any personal interest on her part. "May I inquire your ladyship's motive for the question? I shall then, possibly, be better enabled to reply with brevity and decision to it, as I presume the dew still lying on the grass, induces you naturally, to abridge this visit, as much as possible, once its motive explained. I regret I cannot offer a more agreeable place of rest, than the grassy turf." "Thank you, Mr. Tremenhere. I like the country--its walks and associations." "Indeed! I thought I remembered other opinions in Florence; but we all are liable to change. Let us hope it may ever be for the better, as your decision for the sweet country and rural nature decidedly is." "We will walk, if you please," she coldly replied, moving onwards. They had been standing near the stile: there was another awkward pause. "Mr. Tremenhere," she said at length, hastily, "I was made acquainted last evening by my cousin, Miss Dalzell, with her extraordinary meeting with yourself. 'Tis of that I would speak."