"The liking of one man for another comes at once, sir, I think, and seldom errs," said the Major gravely. "You will be welcome if you can content yourself with cottage fare and our simplicity. This is my little home." Reed stopped short astonished, for they had turned a sharp corner of the rugged wall of rock which towered up, and came suddenly upon a sheltered nook, which ran from the river-side right up into the mountains. There was but one level space of about half an acre; the rest was knoll, crag, mound, and rift, a natural garden full of waving birch, shrubs, evergreens, and flowers all growing in wild luxuriance, with myrtle, fuchsia, hydrangea, and geranium, developing into trees more than plants, showing how sheltered the place must be, how warm and suited to their lives. There was no ugly fence, but moss and ivy covered walls of rugged stone, placed here and there as a protection from wandering sheep, while on the level patch, quaintly built of limestone, thatched, porched with rugged wood, its windows embayed, and the whole covered with wistaria, myrtle, and creeping plants, which fought for a hold upon the walls, stood a cottage, out of whose porch Dinah Gurdon, pale of face, anxious-looking, and troubled, came slowly down. "Welcome to the wilderness, Mr Reed," said the Major, smiling sadly, as he noted the young man's enthusiastic look of admiration; and then frowning slightly as he saw a wondering look when the figure in white came toward them from the porch. "My daughter, sir. Dinah, my child, I bring a guest to partake of our poor hospitality this evening. Don't look so pale and frightened, my dear. Mr Reed is, I am glad to say, a deceiver. There was no cause for alarm, and his aspect is only due to a long journey underground. He is not hurt." "I--I am very glad," said Dinah, holding out her hand, which was eagerly taken, and then shrinking as she encountered Clive Reed's eager look. "The men brought such startling news." "That we were prepared to turn your bedroom into a cottage hospital, Mr Reed, and send off twelve miles for a doctor," said the Major, as he saw his child's large dark eyes sink beneath their visitor's gaze, and a couple of red spots begin to glow in her pale cheeks. "Now, Dinah, my child, Mr Reed must be shown to his room, and let's have your colour back. My daughter is a little unwell, Mr Reed. She was crossing the mountain the other day, coming back from Bedale, and as she passed over one of the ragged pieces by your mine, she had an ugly fall." "Not serious, I hope?" said Reed, with a look of interest, and his searching eyes once more met those of the pale, intense countenance before them, eyes so full of shrinking horror and fear, that though he could not read them, Clive Reed wondered at their expression, as a flow of crimson suffused the cheeks, rising right up to the forehead, and then died out, leaving the girl deadly pale.