"
"Ridiculous!" she said, stooping to replace the Imp's cap; but being
thus temptingly within reach, she was next moment beside us in the
shadows.
"Dick, how could you, how dared you?"
"You see, I had to explain," I answered very humbly; "I really
couldn't allow this poor child to bear the blame of my fault - "
"I'm not a 'poor child,' Uncle Dick," expostulated the Imp; "I'm a
gallant knight and - "
" - The blame of my fault, Lisbeth," I continued, "I alone must face
your just resentment, for - "
"Hush!" she whispered, glancing hastily about.
" - For, by means of a ladder, Lisbeth, a common or garden ladder - "
"Oh, do be quiet!" she said, and laid her hand upon my lips, which
I immediately imprisoned there, but for a moment only; the next it
was snatched away as there came the unmistakable sound of some one
approaching.
"Come along, Auntie Lisbeth," whispered the Imp, "fear not, we'll
rescue you."
Oh! surely there was magic in the air to-night; for, with a swift,
dexterous movement, Lisbeth had swept her long train across her arm,
and we were running hand in hand, all three of us, running across
lawns and down winding paths between yew hedges, sometimes so close
together that I could feel a tress of her fragrant hair brushing my
face with a touch almost like a caress.
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