CHAPTER 21Thus she there wayted until eventyde.
Yet living creature none she saw appeare.
And now sad shadows gan the world to hyde
From mortall vew, and wrap in darkness dreare;
Yet nould she d’off her weary armes, for feare
Of secret daunger, ne let sleepe oppresse
Her heavy eyes with nature’s burdein deare,
But drew her self aside in sickernesse,
And her wel-pointed wepons did about her dresse.
—Edmund Spencer
Harriet left word at the Lodge that she would wait for Lord Peter Wimsey in the Fellows’ Garden. She had breakfasted early, thus avoiding Miss Hillyard, who passed through the New Quad like an angry shadow while she was talking to Padgett.
She had first met Peter at a moment when every physical feeling had been battered out of her by the brutality of circumstance; by th
