Now, if I had uttered glib pleasantries in
answer to her frowns, how many more did not her smiles wring from me! I
discoursed to her in the very courtliest fashion of cows and pullets and
such other matters as interesting to her as they were mysterious to me. I
questioned her in a breath touching her father's pigs and the swain she
loved best in that little township, to all of which she answered me with a
charming wit, which would greatly divert you did I but recall her words
sufficiently to set them down. In five minutes we had become the best
friends in the world, which was attested by the protecting arm that I
slipped around her waist, as I asked her whether she loved that village
swain of hers better than she loved me, and refused to believe her when she
answered that she did.
Outside two men were talking, one calling for a farrier, and when informed
that the only one in the village was absent and not likely to return till
noon, demanding relays of horses. The other--probably the hostler--
answered him that the Conn?table was not a post-house and that no horses
were to be had there.
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