mamma. There was a good wide channel we passed five minutes ago. I should like to have a gallop back and take it."
"Pray do. We can take it together."
"No, thanks. Mamma is so timid—if she saw me it might make her ill."
"Let me go and explain. Criterion would take it without fail."
"No—indeed—you are very kind—but it would alarm her too much. I dare take any leap when she is not by; but I do it, and don't tell her about it."
"We can let the carriage pass, and then set off."
"No, no, pray don't think of it any more; I spoke quite randomly," said Gwendolen; she began to feel a new objection to carrying out her own proposition.
"But Mrs Davilow knows I shall take care of you."
"Yes, but she would think of you as having to take care of my broken neck."
There was a considerable pause before Grandcourt said, looking towards her, "I should like to have the right always to take care of you."
Gwendolen did not turn her eyes on him: it seemed to her a long while that she was first
