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"In the garden with Sir Humphrey Hyde," I answered.

Then Madam Cavendish frowned. "And why is she not at her lessons?"

she asked sternly.

"The lessons are set for the afternoon, and this morning she is

gathering rose leaves, Madam," I answered; but that Madam Cavendish

knew as well as I, having in truth so ordered the hours of the

lessons.

"But," she said, hesitating, then she stopped, and looked at me with

an angry indecision, and then at the garden, where the top of Mary's

golden head was just visible above the pink mist of the roses, and

Sir Humphrey's fair one bending over it. "Harry," she said,

frowning, and yet with a piteous sort of appeal. "Why do you not go

out into the garden and help to gather the rose leaves?" Then,

before I could answer, as if angry with herself at her own folly,

she called out to Mary's little black maid, Sukey, to bid her

mistress come in from the garden and spin. But before the maid

started I said low in Madam Cavendish's ear: "Madam, think you not

that the sweet air of the garden is better for her after the ball,

than the hot ball and the labour at the wheel?" And she gave one

look at me, and called out to Sukey that she need not speak to her

mistress, and went inside to her own work and left me to go my way.

I was relieved in my mind that she did not ask me whither, since, if

she had, I should have been driven to one of those broadsides of

falsehood in a good cause for which I regret the necessity, but

admit it, and if it be to my soul's hurt, I care not, so long as I

save the other party by it.

I was bound for Barry Upper Branch, and rode thither as fast as I

could, for I contemplated asking the Barry brothers to aid me in the

removal of Mistress Mary's contraband goods, and was anxious to lose

no more time about that than I could avoid.

I was set upon Major Robert Beverly's tomb as a most desirable

hiding place for them, and knowing that there was a meeting of the

Assembly that evening at the governor's, to discuss some matters in

private before he sailed for England, Major Beverly being clerk, I

thought that before the moon was up would be a favourable time for

the removal, but I could not move the goods alone, remembering how

those sturdy sailors tugged at them, and not deeming it well to get

any aid from the slaves.