'All these rooms empty, and we without a roof to our heads!'
'You are getting tired, my Tessy,' he said. 'We'll stop soon.' And kissing her sad mouth he again led her onwards.
He was growing weary likewise, for they had walked not less than twenty miles, and it became necessary to consider what they should do for rest. They looked from afar at isolated cottages and little inns, and were inclined to approach one of the latter, when their hearts failed them, and they sheered off. At length their gait dragged, and they stood still.
'Could we sleep under the trees?' she asked.
He thought the season insufficiently advanced.
'I have been thinking of that empty mansion we passed,' he said. 'Let us go back towards it again.'
They retraced their steps, but it was half an hour before they stood without the entrance-gate as earlier. He then requested her to stay where she was, whilst he went to see who was within.
She sat down among the bushes within the gate, and Clare crept towards the house. His absence lasted some considerable time, and when
