Tylney Hall


Tylney Hall


the saddle, and scornfully dashed the rowels into

the flanks of the steed, as if he had been planting

thorns in the side of its owner.

The gallop never slacked as far as Davis could

keep him in sight. In fact, the excited rider had

gone half way to Hollington before he pulled up

then, for the first time, he remembered the brown

woman's advice, that he should conduct himself

fairly and smoothly towards his cousins, and he

blamed his own precipitation which would probably

involve him in a quarrel too serious to be concealed

from Sir Mark, who might recal the opinion he

had formerly entertained of his nephew's modera-

tion and forbearance. Besides an ultimate and

full revenge had been promised in atonement of

whatever slights or offences he might endure at the

hands of Ringwood, and the most politic course

would be to return with the horse to the stable,

and to bribe Davis to secrecy. But it was now too

late: at the very instant, while he was in the act of

turning, Ringwood appeared in the lane ; his quick

eye detected his favourite at a glance, and in a

twinkling the two horsemen confronted each other.

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