As if he knew what she was feeling, Torquil, who was driving two spirited horses that Pepita had not seen before, looked down at her.
“This is where our life together begins,” he said, “and I vow that I will make you happy.”
“I am happy, darling,” she answered, “and so excited that it is – impossible to put it into – words!”
He drew in his breath before he said,
“You can tell me about it, without words, when we reach home.”
She saw the fire in his eyes as he spoke, and then, as he turned again to his horses, she blushed and pressed her cheek against his shoulder.
*
It had been a rough night, but now the rising sun was turning the water to gold and casting strange lights on the moors.
There was still a little of the sable of the night left and the last star was fading away into spac
