CHAPTER XIII 



As Lady Susan scrambled down the other 



side of the bank she said mechanically to 



herself that Hugh must have taken another 



turn before they crossed the railway, only 



for that she would have seen him when she 



looked back before she rode at her last 



jump. How extraordinarily well he had 



been going — how long ago it seemed, and 



yet it could only have been about ten 



minutes. Below her stretched the long 



fields up which Solomon had carried her; 



the mist swept thick and cold across them, 



shutting out the rest of the world, and 



making their loneliness more complete. A 



grey horse was moving up the field towards 



her; she walked uneasily towards it, crippled 



by her safety habit, stiff in every limb. 

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