Wlliam Gilmore Simms
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Novel (Romance) | The Reprint Company | 1975, 1976
Transcription CHAPTER XXIV.
It is difficult to conceive how Walter Dunbar made his way to his
horse, found and remounted him. He walked forth from the school-
house, and out to the tree where the horse had been fastened, in a
sort of doze, with the uncertain step of one who had been stunned,
and still continued stupefied. And when mounted, he rode off, with
bent figure, like that of a man in years. It was the humiliation in
heart and head which thus bowed and weakened him robbing him
seemingly of all will and purpose and not the physical injury which
he had received. This was slight, consisting of bruizes simply; but
the blood upon his face and garments would seem, to a mere ob-
server, to argue much more serious damage.
He did not depart in the hot haste or at the swift gallop with
which he came. The steed was suffered now to walk, and continued
to do so until the rider was roused out of his lethargy by the sudden
scream of a woman.
He had met, unexpectedly, with the chaise of Mrs. Kirkland, who
was driving, with Angelica sitting beside her.
The scream came from the lips of the latter.
In his stupor, seeing and hearing nothing but the aspect and the
voice of his own humiliation, he had been awakened to the conscious-
ness of their presence, only by the scream of his betrothed, and this
was uttered only when the chaise had so nearly approached him, as
to suffer the ladies to discern the bloodied and torn condition of his
Instinctively, at the first sight of them, Walter clapped spurs to his
horse, which darted by them at once in a smart gallop. Angelica
screamed after him.
"Walter ! Walter ! "