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Interlopers at the Knap
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The tall shade of the horseman darkened the room in which Mrs. Hall sat, and made her start, for he had ridden by a side path to the top of the slope, where riders seldom came. In a few seconds he was in the garden with Sally.
Five–ay, three minutes–did the business at the back of that row of bees. Though spring had come, and heavenly blue consecrated the scene, Darton succeeded not. ‘No,’ said Sally firmly. ‘I will never, never marry you, Mr. Darton. I would have done it once; but now I never can.’
‘But!’–implored Mr. Darton. And with a burst of real eloquence he went on to declare all sorts of things that he would do for her. He would drive her to see her mother every week–take her to London–settle so much money upon her–Heaven knows what he did not promise, suggest, and tempt her with. But it availed nothing. She interposed with a stout negative, which closed the course of his argument like an iron gate across a highway. Darton paused.
‘Then,’ said he simply, ‘you hadn’t heard of my supposed failure when you declined last time?’
‘I had not,’ she said. ‘But if I had ‘twould have been all the same.’
‘And ’tis not because of any soreness from my slighting you years ago?’
‘No. That soreness is long past.’
‘Ah–then you despise me, Sally?’
‘No,’ she slowly answered. ‘I don’t altogether despise you. I don’t think you quite such a hero as I once did–that’s all. The truth is, I am happy enough as I am; and I don’t mean to marry at all. Now, may I ask a favour, sir?’ She spoke with an ineffable charm, which, whenever he thought of it, made him curse his loss of her as long as he lived.
‘To any extent.’
‘Please do not put this question to me any more. Friends as long as you like, but lovers and married never.’
‘I never will,’ said Darton. ‘Not if I live a hundred years.’
And he never did. That he had worn out his welcome in her heart was only too plain.
When his step-children had grown up, and were placed out in life, all communication between Darton and the Hall family ceased. It was only by chance that, years after, he learnt that Sally, notwithstanding the solicitations her attractions drew down upon her, had refused several offers of marriage, and steadily adhered to her purpose of leading a single life
May 1884.