Although, however, neither Henderson nor his wife would allow of any
one watching the motions of their fair but mysterious lodger when she
went abroad, there is nothing to hinder us from doing this. We shall
therefore follow her to the little elm grove by the wayside, on a
certain evening two or three days after her arrival in Woodlands.
Doing this, we shall find the mysterious stranger seated beside a
clear sparkling fountain, situated a little way within the grove,
that, first forming itself into a little pellucid lake in the midst
of the greensward, afterwards glided away down a mossy channel eked
with primroses.
All alone by this fountain sat the young lady, looking, in her
surpassing features and the exquisite symmetry of her light and
graceful form, the very nymph of the crystal waters of the
spring--the goddess of the grove.
As she thus sat on the evening in question--it being now towards the
dusk--the bushes, by which the fountain was in part shut in, were
suddenly and roughly parted, and in the next moment a young man of
elegant exterior, attired in the best fashion of the period, and
leading a horse behind him by the bridle, stood before the
half-alarmed and blushing damsel.
The embarrassment of the lady, however, was not much greater than
that of the intruder, who appeared to have little expected to find so
fair and delicate a creature in such a situation, or indeed to find
any one else. He himself had sought the fountain, which he knew
well, and had often visited, merely to quench his thirst.
After contemplating each other for an instant with looks of surprise
and embarrassment, the stranger doffed his bonnet with an air of
great gallantry, and apologised for his intrusion.
The lady, smiling and blushing, replied, that his appearance there
could be no intrusion, as the place was free to all.
"True, madam," said the former, again bowing low; "but your presence
should have made it sacred, and I should have so deemed it, had I
been aware of your being here."
The only reply of the young lady to this gallant speech, was a
profound curtsey, and a smile of winning sweetness which was natural
to her.
Unable to withdraw himself from the fascinations of the fair
stranger, yet without any apology for remaining longer where he was,
the young man appeared for a moment not to know precisely what he
should say or do next. At length, however, after having vainly
hinted a desire to know the young lady's name and place of residence,
his courtesy prevailed over every other more selfish feeling, and he
mounted his horse, and, bidding the fair wood-nymph a respectful
adieu, rode off.
The young gallant, however, did not carry all away with him that he
brought,--he left his heart behind him; and he had not ridden far
before he found that he had done so.
The surpassing beauty of the fair stranger, and the captivating
sweetness of her manner, had made an impression upon him which was
destined never to be effaced.
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