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CHAPTER FOURTEEN

"Outside?" Lizbeth echoed in astonishment.
Rodney nodded; then swinging his embroidered velvet cape from his shoulders he placed it on hers.
" 'Twill be cold," he said, "but you need not stay long."
" But who is there?" Lizbeth asked.
If it had not been Rodney, she would have refused to go outside at this hour of night in her richest gown, with jewels around her neck and in her ears, which might attract the attention of footpads and robbers.
" Come, do not be afraid," Rodney reassured her.
And now, his cloak warmly round her shoulders, she let him lead her past the sentries at the door. There were several horses standing in the courtyard and even in the dim light of the lanterns Lizbeth recognized a chestnut mare. She gave an exclamation which turned to a cry of sheer surprise as she saw who rode her ; and then as she ran down the steps, Phillida dismounted and came to meet her.
" Phillida, what does this mean?"
Lizbeth's surprise was mingled with the sudden thought that Rodney and Phillida were married. That must be why they were here. They had ridden together from Camfield and there could be no other explanation of Phillida's presence ; and then, as she felt herself grow cold, she knew that it came not from the clear frosted air, but from the sudden sinking of her spirits.
Phillida bent to kiss her and drew her aside so that they were out of earshot of the grooms and sentries.
" I had to see you, little Lizbeth," she said, and as she spoke Lizbeth saw her face and knew that she was happy.
She tried to repress the pang of jealousy that shot through her as with lips suddenly dry she asked:
" You are married-you and Rodney ?"
" No, indeed!" Phillida's response was quick and joyous. "It is other news I have for you, Lizbeth, news so wonderful, so unexpected that even now I can hardly believe it is true."
Lizbeth felt she had never seen her half-sister like this before, talking excitedly, with a flush on her cheeks that were usually so pale.
" Tell me," Lizbeth pleaded, "tell me quickly."
" It is Rodney who has arranged everything for me,"

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