You're like a different person."
He felt the warm body trembling, and the thought that it was not
entirely from the cold set his heart beating like a trip-hammer. What
he felt was so strange to him that he stepped back in a vague alarm,
and then laughed. She stood with an expectant smile.
"Jack, how am I to risk you in the arms of all the strangers in that
dance?
"It's late. Listen!"
She cupped a hand at her ear and leaned to listen. Up from the hollow
below them came a faint strain of music, a very light sound that was
drowned a moment later by the solemn rushing of the wind through the
great trees above them.
They looked up of one accord.
"Pierre, what was that?"
"Nothing; the wind in the branches, that's all."
"It was a hushing sound. It was like--it was like a warning, almost."
But he was already turning away, and she followed him hastily.
CHAPTER 21
Jacqueline could never ride a horse in that gown, or even sit sidewise
in the saddle without hopelessly crumpling it, so they walked to the
schoolhouse.
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