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CHAPTER THIRTEEN

and yet the days were passing and he did not come, while Sir Harry was afraid lest the post of Maid of Honour at Whitehall should be filled.
Lizbeth had little time to think of what awaited her when she arrived in London. She could think only of Rodney and the moment when she must see him again.
It was evening when he came-a blustering, cold night with a hint of snow in the wind. Lizbeth had been hoping that he would arrive in the daytime. She had arranged that the servants on the estate should be continually on the look-out for him, promising that they should be rewarded should they inform her before anyone else that the visitor was approaching the house, but it was impossible to arrange for them to watch at night.
They were at supper when Sir Harry was informed of Rodney's arrival. They all hurried then from the Banqueting Hall into the Great Chamber to find Rodney already in the house, standing with his back to the fire waiting to greet them.
Lizbeth felt her heart turn over at the sight of him. She felt that she had forgotten how handsome he was, how broad of shoulder, how graceful in his movements. She watched him shake hands with her father, saw him bend over Catherine's hand ; and then, as he turned towards Phillida, she shut her eyes. She could not bear to see the expression in Rodney's face as he beheld Phillida's pale beauty again.
She heard him say something she did not catch, and then she heard his voice, alive, gay and compelling, cry her own name :
" Lizbeth! Little Lizbeth, have you forgotten me already?"
Both her hands were in his and she was smiling up into his face, a sudden ridiculous and overwhelming joy making her oblivious of everything and everybody save that he was there.
" Rodney! Oh, Rodney!"
She found herself whispering his name ; and then, even as her lips echoed the smile on his and she wondered if they all could hear the quick beating of her hearz, she remembered what she had to say to him. Still holding tightly to his hands, her fingers digging into his warningly, she said:

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