It was very nice."
"Pretty well. We ought to have killed that last fox. And why on
earth we made nothing of that fellow in Gooseberry Grove I couldn't
understand. Old Tony would never have left that fox alive above
ground. Would you like to go to sleep?"
"O dear no."
"Afraid of gloves?" said he, drawing nearer to her. They might pull
him as they liked by his coat-tails but as he was in a post chaise
with her he must make himself agreeable. She shook her head and
laughed as she looked at him through the gloom. Then of course he
kissed her.
"Lord Rufford, what does this mean?"
"Don't you know what it means?"
"Hardly."
"It means that I think you the jolliest girl out. I never liked
anybody so well as I do you."
"Perhaps you never liked anybody," said she.
"Well;--yes, I have; but I am not going to boast of what fortune
has done for me in that way. I wonder whether you care for me?"
"Do you want to know?"
"I should like to know that you did."
"Because you have never asked me."
"Am I not asking you now, Bella?"
"There are different ways of asking,--but there is only one way
that will get an answer from me. No;--no. I will not have it. I
have allowed too much to you already. Oh, I am so tired." Then she
sank back almost into his arms,--but recovered herself very
quickly.
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