"I might stay longer, and forget how late it is, which would chagrin Mrs. Pryor. We keep early and regular hours at Fieldhead, Mr. Moore; and so, I am sure, does your sister at the cottage."
"Yes; but Hortense and I have an understanding the most convenient in the world, that we shall each do as we please."
"How do you please to do?"
"Three nights in the week I sleep in the mill--but I require little rest--and when it is moonlight and mild I often haunt the Hollow till daybreak."
"When I was a very little girl, Mr. Moore, my nurse used to tell me tales of fairies being seen in that Hollow. That was before my father built the mill, when it was a perfectly solitary ravine. You will be falling under enchantment."
"I fear it is done," said Moore, in a low voice.
"But there are worse things than fairies to be guarded against," pursued Miss Keeldar.

"I might stay longer, and forget how late it is, which would dismay Mrs. Pryor. We keep early hours at Fieldhead, Mr. Moore; and so, I am sure, does your sister at the cottage."
"Yes; but Hortense and I have an understanding that we shall each do as we please. Three nights a week I sleep in the mill; when it is moonlight and mild, I often haunt the Hollow till daybreak."
"When I was a very little girl, Mr. Moore, my nurse used to tell me tales of fairies being seen in that Hollow. You will be falling under enchantment."
"I fear it is done," said Moore, in a low voice.
"But there are worse things than fairies to be guarded against," pursued Miss Keeldar.
