"She'll, of course, at once deny that they are hers," I said. "But in handing them to her you must contrive to slip this little bit of folded paper into her hand--so," and I gave him a lesson in pressing the small note, folded until it was only the size of a sixpence, into her palm. He quickly entered into the spirit of the adventure, and three-quarters of an hour later re-entered the low-ceilinged little sitting-room announcing triumphantly that he had been successful. "At first, sir, their man said I could not see the lady, as she was at dinner, but on pressing him that I wished to see her particularly, he went an' told her," he explained. "My request seemed to create quite a hubbub among 'em, for as I stood in the 'all, I heard the conversation suddenly break off, and a chap with a clean-shaven face come to the door an' had a good straight look at me. Seein', however, that I was only a chauffeur, he went back, and a minute later the young lady herself appeared alone. I told 'er the story, slipped the bit o' paper into her hand, and gave her the gloves. The instant she felt the paper in her palm she started and looked at me, surprised like. Then, carryin' the gloves into the drawing-room, as if to examine them, she glanced at what you'd written, and when she returned a few seconds afterwards, she whispered: `Tell the gentleman all right'. Then, sayin' aloud that the gloves wasn't hers, she thanked me, an' dismissed me." I congratulated him on his success. So far, so good. I had to wait in patience until six o'clock on the following morning. That night I slept but little, but when daylight came a certain hope and gladness came with it. At half-past five I went out, and strolled along to the cross-roads I had noticed between the "Glen" and the village. The roads traversing the highway were merely green lanes leading to adjoining fields, and with high hedges on either side were admirably adapted for a secret meeting. Not without fear of being noticed by some yokel on his way to work, I idled there until the clock from the old ivy-clad church tower below struck the hour. For the first ten minutes I saw no sign of her, and every moment increased my peril of being noticed and my presence commented upon. The villagers were certainly not used to seeing a gentleman wait at the cross-roads at six o'clock in the morning. Presently, however, my heart leaped with sudden joy, for I saw her in a fresh pale blue cotton dress hurrying towards me, and in order not to be seen meeting her in the main road I withdrew into the lane. Five minutes later we were standing side by side, in a spot where we could not be observed, she panting and breathless, and I full of eager questions as to the reason of her flight. "So you actually followed me all the way here, Godfrey!" she exclaimed anxiously, turning those dear eyes upon me, those eyes the expression of which was always as wondering and innocent as a child's.