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<strong>The</strong> <strong>Salamanca</strong> <strong>Corpus</strong>: <strong>Yeoman</strong> <strong>Fleetwood</strong> (<strong>1900</strong>)<br />

glances over his shoulder at this unwished for escort; but Simon stalked on, unheeding.<br />

Arrived at the vehicle the baronet tumbled rather than stepped in, and the groom<br />

clambered up behind; <strong>Fleetwood</strong> stood by, the while, and as Sir Walter sank back in his<br />

corner he tossed the cloak on to his knees.<br />

"Remember my words," he said sternly. "Ride on, boy. Mind you carry this gentleman<br />

swiftly, for he is in haste to return to town."<br />

"Curse you!" growled Sir Walter, banging to the door, and drawing up the window. But<br />

the postboy set spurs to his horses, cracked his whip, and in a few moments the coach<br />

was out of sight.<br />

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CHAPTER XXII.<br />

Say thou lov'st me while thou live,<br />

I to thee my love will give.<br />

Never dreaming to deceive<br />

While that life endures.<br />

Nay, and after death, in sooth,<br />

I to thee will keep my truth,<br />

As now, when in my May of youth.<br />

This my love assures. —Old Song.<br />

With the paper in his pocket, which had been like to prove so costly to its writer, Simon<br />

crossed the wood again, and took his way quickly through the Charnleigh fields in the<br />

direction of a certain plantation, where Rachel had announced her intention of awaiting<br />

the result of the interview. As he drew near he saw her white-robed form leisurely<br />

threading its way through the fir trees, the level rays of the western sun defining every<br />

outline with a rim of gold. A light breeze lifted her curls, and set her ribbons dancing<br />

and fluttering; and he perceived, as she drew nearer, that her face wore an expression of<br />

pleased and eager curiosity. Simon, whose heart still burned within him at the<br />

remembrance of the pitfall recently dug for her, was conscious, at sight of this gay,

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