Another batch of rockets went up. 'O I never!' said Anne, in a half-suppressed tone, springing in her chair. A second hand had with the rise of the rockets leapt round her waist.
'Poor girl, you certainly must have change of scene at this rate,' said Mrs. Loveday.
'I suppose I must,' murmured the dutiful daughter.
For some minutes nothing further occurred to disturb Anne's serenity. Then a slow, quiet 'a-hem' came from the obscurity of the apartment.
'What, Bob. How long have you been there?' inquired Mrs. Loveday.
'Not long,' said the lieutenant coolly. 'I heard you were all here, and crept up quietly, not to disturb ye.'
'Why don't you wear heels to your shoes like Christian people, and not creep about so like a cat?'
'Well, it keeps your floors clean to go slip-shod.'
'That's true.'
Meanwhile Anne was gently but firmly trying to pull Bob's arm from her waist, her distressful difficulty being that in freeing her waist she enslaved her hand, and in getting her hand free she enslaved her waist. Finding the struggle a futile one, owing to the invisibility of her antagonist, and her wish to keep its nature secret from the other two, she arose, and saying that she did not care to see any more, felt her way downstairs. Bob followed, leaving Loveday and his wife to themselves.
'Dear Anne,' he began, when he had got down, and saw her in the candle-light of the large room. But she adroitly passed out at the other door, at which he took a candle and followed her to the small room. 'Dear Anne, do let me speak,' he repeated, as soon as the rays revealed her figure. But she passed into the bakehouse before he could say more; whereupon he perseveringly did the same. Looking round for her here he perceived her at the end of the room, where there were no means of exit whatever.
'Dear Anne,' he began again, setting down the candle, 'you must try to forgive me; really you must. I love you the best of anybody in the wide, wide world. Try to forgive me; come!. And he imploringly took her hand.
Anne's bosom began to surge and fall like a small tide, her eyes remaining fixed upon the floor; till, when Loveday ventured to draw her slightly towards him, she burst out crying. 'I don't like you, Bob; I don't!' she suddenly exclaimed between her sobs. 'I did once, but I don't now--I can't, I can't; you have been very cruel to me!. She violently turned away, weeping.
'I have, I have been terribly bad, I know,' answered Bob, conscience-stricken by her grief. 'But--if you could only forgive me--I promise that I'll never do anything to grieve 'ee again. Do you forgive me, Anne?'
Anne's only reply was crying and shaking her head.
'Let's make it up. Come, say we have made it up, dear.'
She withdrew her hand, and still keeping her eyes buried in her handkerchief, said 'No.'
'Very well, then!' exclaimed Bob, with sudden determination. 'Now I know my doom. And whatever you hear of as happening to me, mind this, you cruel girl, that it is all your causing!. Saying this he strode with a hasty tread across the room into the passage and out at the door, slamming it loudly behind him.
Anne suddenly looked up from her handkerchief, and stared with round wet eyes and parted lips at the door by which he had gone. Having remained with suspended breath in this attitude for a few seconds she turned round, bent her head upon the table, and burst out weeping anew with thrice the violence of the former time. It really seemed now as if her grief would overwhelm her, all the emotions which had been suppressed, bottled up, and concealed since Bob's return having made themselves a sluice at last.
But such things have their end; and left to herself in the large, vacant, old apartment, she grew quieter, and at last calm. At length she took the candle and ascended to her bedroom, where she bathed her eyes and looked in the glass to see if she had made herself a dreadful object. It was not so bad as she had expected, and she went downstairs again.
Nobody was there, and, sitting down, she wondered what Bob had really meant by his words. It was too dreadful to think that he intended to go straight away to sea without seeing her again, and frightened at what she had done she waited anxiously for his return.
