On their return they passed the mess-house, a temporary wooden building with a brick chimney. As Anne and her companions went by, a group of three or four of the hussars were standing at the door talking to a dashing young man, who was expatiating on the qualities of a horse that one was inclined to buy. Anne recognized Festus Derriman in the seller, and Cripplestraw was trotting the animal up and down. As soon as she caught the yeoman's eye he came forward, making some friendly remark to the miller, and then turning to Miss Garland, who kept her eyes steadily fixed on the distant landscape till he got so near that it was impossible to do so longer. Festus looked from Anne to the trumpet-major, and from the trumpet-major back to Anne, with a dark expression of face, as if he suspected that there might be a tender understanding between them.
'Are you offended with me?' he said to her in a low voice of repressed resentment.
'No,' said Anne.
'When are you coming to the hall again?'
'Never, perhaps.'
'Nonsense, Anne,' said Mrs. Garland, who had come near, and smiled pleasantly on Festus. 'You can go at any time, as usual.'
'Let her come with me now, Mrs. Garland; I should be pleased to walk along with her. My man can lead home the horse.'
'Thank you, but I shall not come,' said Miss Anne coldly.
The widow looked unhappily in her daughter's face, distressed between her desire that Anne should encourage Festus, and her wish to consult Anne's own feelings.
'Leave her alone, leave her alone,' said Festus, his gaze blackening. 'Now I think of it I am glad she can't come with me, for I am engaged;' and he stalked away.
Anne moved on with her mother, young Loveday silently following, and they began to descend the hill.
'Well, where's Mr. Loveday?' asked Mrs. Garland.
'Father's behind,' said John.
Mrs. Garland looked behind her solicitously; and the miller, who had been waiting for the event, beckoned to her.
'I'll overtake you in a minute,' she said to the younger pair, and went back, her colour, for some unaccountable reason, rising as she did so. The miller and she then came on slowly together, conversing in very low tones, and when they got to the bottom they stood still.
Loveday and Anne waited for them, saying but little to each other, for the rencounter with Festus had damped the spirits of both. At last the widow's private talk with Miller Loveday came to an end, and she hastened onward, the miller going in another direction to meet a man on business. When she reached the trumpet-major and Anne she was looking very bright and rather flurried, and seemed sorry when Loveday said that he must leave them and return to the camp.
They parted in their usual friendly manner, and Anne and her mother were left to walk the few remaining yards alone.
'There, I've settled it,' said Mrs. Garland. 'Anne, what are you thinking about. I have settled in my mind that it is all right.'
'What's all right?' said Anne.
'That you do not care for Derriman, and mean to encourage John Loveday. What's all the world so long as folks are happy. Child, don't take any notice of what I have said about Festus, and don't meet him any more.'
'What a weathercock you are, mother. Why should you say that just now?'
'It is easy to call me a weathercock,' said the matron, putting on the look of a good woman; 'but I have reasoned it out, and at last, thank God, I have got over my ambition. The Lovedays are our true and only friends, and Mr. Festus Derriman, with all his money, is nothing to us at all.'
'But,' said Anne, 'what has made you change all of a sudden from what you have said before?'
'My feelings and my reason, which I am thankful for!'
Anne knew that her mother's sentiments were naturally so versatile that they could not be depended on for two days together; but it did not occur to her for the moment that a change had been helped on in the present case by a romantic talk between Mrs. Garland and the miller. But Mrs. Garland could not keep the secret long. She chatted gaily as she walked, and before they had entered the house she said, 'What do you think Mr Loveday has been saying to me, dear Anne?'
Anne did not know at all.
'Why, he has asked me to marry him.'
