She was on
a chestnut gelding of great height and bone, and rode him as if they
were one, so smoothly did she move in concert with his easy,
magnificent strides.
When she came near Lady Bassett she made a little sweep and drew up
beside her on the grass.
There was no mistaking that tall figure and commanding face. It was the
brave lady. Her eyes sparkled; her cheek was slightly colored with
excitement; she looked healthier and handsomer than ever, and also more
feminine, for a reason the sagacious reader may perhaps discern if he
attends to the dialogue.
_"So,"_ said she, without bowing or any other ceremony, "that little
rascal is troubling you again."
Lady Bassett colored and panted, and looked lovingly at her, before she
could speak. At last she said, "Yes; and you have come to help us
again."
"Well, the lawyer said there was no time to lose; so I have brought you
the anonymous letter."
"Oh, thank you, madam, thank you."
"But I'm afraid it will be of no use unless you can prove Mr. Bassett
wrote it. It is in a disguised hand."
"But you found him out by means of another letter."
"Yes; but I can't give you that other letter to have it read in a court
of law, because--Do you see that gentleman there?"
"Yes."
"That is Marsh."
"Oh, is it?"
"He is a fool; but I am going to marry him.
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