When she got into the wood the path was very dark. The heavens were overcast with clouds, and a few drops began to fall. Then the rain fell faster and faster, and before she had gone a quarter of a mile down the beacon hill, the clouds had opened themselves, and the shower had become a storm of water. Suffering as she was she stood up for a few moments under a large tree, taking the excuse of the rain for some minutes of delay, that she might make up her mind as to what she would say. Then it occurred to her that she might possibly meet him again before she reached the house; and, as she thought of it, she began for the first time to fear him. Would he come out upon her from the trees and really kill her? Had he made his way round, when he got out of her sight, that he might fall upon her suddenly and do as he had threatened? As the idea came upon her, she made a little attempt to run, but she found that running was impracticable from the pain the movement caused her. Then she walked on through the hard rain, steadily holding her arm against her side, but still looking every moment through the trees on the side from which George might be expected to reach her. But no one came near her on her way homewards. 
When she got into the wood the path was very dark. The heavens were overcast, and a few drops began to fall. Then the rain fell faster and faster, and before she had gone a quarter of a mile, the shower had become a storm of water. Suffering as she was, she stood up for a few moments under a large tree, taking the excuse to make up her mind what she would say.
Then it occurred to her that she might meet him again before she reached the house; and she began for the first time to fear him. Would he come out from the trees and really kill her? Had he made his way round, when he got out of her sight, in order to attack her suddenly?
As the idea came upon her, she made a little attempt to run, but she found that running was impossible with the pain the movement caused her. Then she walked on through the hard rain, steadily holding her arm against her side, but still looking every moment through the trees for George. But no one came near her. 