He hastened. Eunice shuddered, ran -- a twist
Round a sharp turning and she fled to hide.
XLVI
But he had seen her as she swiftly ran, A
flash of white against the rivers grey.
Eunice, he called. My Darling. Eunice. Can You
hear me? It is Everard. All day
I have been riding like the very devil To reach you sooner. Are
you startled, Dear?
He broke into a run and followed her, And
caught her, faint with fear,
Cowering and trembling as though she some evil
Spirit were seeing. What means this uncivil
Greeting, Dear Heart? He saw her
senses blur.
XLVII
Swaying and catching at the seat, she tried To
speak, but only gurgled in her throat.
At last, straining to hold herself, she cried To him for pity,
and her strange words smote
A coldness through him, for she begged Gervase To leave her,
twas too much a second time.
Gervase must go, always Gervase, her mind Repeated
like a rhyme
This name he did not know. In sad amaze
He watched her, and that hunted, fearful gaze,
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