She flashed at him a look of approbation for his self-control, and then, by a swift transition which he had often remarked, her expression changed to one of amusement, although a seriousness lurked in the depths of her eyes. Mrs. Pomfret had gone on, with Alice, and they followed.
"And--am I not to see you again before you go?" he exclaimed.
He didn't stop to reason than upon the probable consequences of his act in seeking her. Nature, which is stronger than reason, was compelling him.
They were on the lower stairs by this times, and there was silence between then for a few moments as they descended,--principally because, after this exalting remark, Austen could not trust himself to speak.
"Will you go driving with me?" he asked, and was immediately thunderstruck at his boldness.
"How soon may I come?" he demanded,
She laughed softly, but with a joyous note which was not hidden from him as they stepped out of the darkened corridor into the dazzling winter noonday.
"I will be ready at three o'clock," she said.