R. D. Blackmore,
Lorna Doone — 8. A boy and a girl
(1869)
“ And I will bring you the loveliest dog; I will show you just how long he is.''Hush!' A shout came down the valley, and all my heart was trembling, like water after sunset, and Lorna's face was altered from pleasant play to terror. She shrank to me, and looked up at me, with such a power of weakness, that I at once made up my mind to save her or to die with her. A tingle went through all my bones, and I only longed for my carbine. The little girl took courage from me, and put her cheek quite close to mine. ”
