〃Hold yer tight;〃 he said; and he led her out of the hotel
gate。
The girl sat very insecurely; clinging fast。 He put a hand on
her waist; to support her。 And he held her closely; he clasped
her as in an embrace; he was weak with desire as he strode
beside her。
The horse walked by the river。
〃You want to sit straddle…leg;〃 he said to her。
〃I know I do;〃 she said。
It was the time of very full skirts。 She managed to get
astride the horse; quite decently; showing an intent concern for
covering her pretty leg。
〃Its a lots better this road;〃 she said; looking down at
him。
〃Ay; it is;〃 he said; feeling the marrow melt in his bones
from the look in her eyes。 〃I dunno why they have that
side…saddle business; twistin a woman in two。〃
〃Should us leave you then……you seem to be fixed up
there?〃 called Brangwens panions from the road。
He went red with anger。
〃Ay……dont worry;〃 he called back。
〃How long are yer stoppin?〃 they asked。
〃Not after Christmas;〃 he said。
And the girl gave a tinkling peal of laughter。
〃All right……by…bye!〃 called his friends。
And they cantered off; leaving him very flushed; trying to be
quite normal with the girl。 But presently he had gone back to
the hotel and given his horse into the charge of an ostler and
had gone off with the girl into the woods; not quite knowing
where he was or what he was doing。 His heart thumped and he
thought it the most glorious adventure; and was mad with desire
for the girl。
Afterwards he glowed with pleasure。 By Jove; but that was
something like! He 'stayed the afternoon with the girl; and'
wanted to stay the night。 She; however; told him this was impossible:
her own man would be back by dark; and she must be with him。