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There did not seem to be anything to say in reply to this. Sir Gareth, who was beginning to perceive that the task of protecting Amanda was one fraught with difficulty, shifted his ground. "Very well, but if you are not at this moment eloping, which, I own, seems, in the absence of your Brigade-Major, to be unlikely—I wish you will tell me what you hope to gain by running away from your home, and wandering about the countryside in this very unconventional manner?"

"That," said Amanda, with pride, "is Strategy, sir."

"I am afraid," said Sir Gareth apologetically, "that the explanation leaves me no wiser than I was before."

"Well, it
may
be Tactics," she said cautiously. "Though that is when you move troops in the presence of the enemy, and, of course, the enemy isn't present. I find it very confusing to distinguish between the two things, and it is a pity Neil isn't here, for you may depend upon it he knows exactly, and he could explain it to you."

"Yes, I begin to think it is a thousand pities he isn't here, even though he were not so obliging as to explain it to me," agreed Sir Gareth.

Amanda, who had been frowning over the problem, said: "I believe the properest expression is a plan of campaign! That's what it is! How stupid of me! I am not at all surprised you shouldn't have understood what I meant."

"I still don't understand. What
is
your plan of campaign?"

"Well, I'll tell you, sir," said Amanda, not displeased to describe what she plainly considered to be a masterpiece of generalship. "When Neil said that on no account would he take me to Gretna Green, naturally I was obliged to think of a different scheme. And although I daresay it seems to you pretty poor-spirited of him, he is
not
poor-spirited, and I don't at all wish you to think such a thing of him."

"Set your mind at rest on that head: "I don't!" replied Sir Gareth,

"And it isn't because he doesn't wish to marry me, for he does, and he says he is going to marry me, even if we have to wait until I am of age," she assured him earnestly. She added, after a darkling pause: "But, I must say, it has me quite in a puzzle to understand how he comes to be a very good soldier, which everyone says he truly, is, when he seems to have not the least notion of Surprise, or Attack. Do you suppose it comes from fighting under Lord Wellington's command, and being obliged to retreat so frequently?"

"Very likely," responded Sir Gareth, his countenance admirably composed. "Is your flight in the nature of an attack?"

"Yes, of course it is. For it was
vital
that something should be done immediately! At any moment now, Neil may be sent back to rejoin the regiment, and if he doesn't take me with him I may not see him again for years, and years and years! And it is of no avail to argue with Grandpapa, or to coax him, because all he does is to say that I shall soon forget about it, and to give me stupid presents!"

At this point, any faint vision which Sir Gareth might have had of a tyrannical grandparent left him. He said: "I quite expected to hear that he had locked you in your room."

"Oh, no!" she assured him. "Aunt Adelaide did so once, when I was quite a little girl, but I climbed out of the window, into the big elm tree, and Grandpapa said I was never to be locked in again. And, in a way, I am sorry for it, because I daresay if I had been locked in Neil would have consented to an elopement. But, of course, when all Grandpapa would do was to give me things, and talk about my presentation, and send me to parties in Bath, Neil couldn't perceive that there was the least need to rescue me. He said that we must be patient. But I have seen what comes of being patient," Amanda said, with a boding look, "and I have no opinion of it."

"What
does
come of it?" enquired Sir Gareth.

"Nothing!" she answered. "I daresay you might not credit it, but Aunt Adelaide fell in love when she was quite young, like me, and
just
the same thing happened! Grandpapa said she was too young, and also that he wished her to marry a man of fortune, so she made up her mind to be patient, and
then
what do you think?"

"I haven't the remotest guess: do tell me!"

"Why, after only two years the Suitor married an odious female with ten thousand pounds, and they had seven children, and he was carried off by an inflammation of the lungs! And none of it would have happened if only Aunt Adelaide had had a grain of resolution! So I have quite made up my mind not to cultivate resignation, because although people praise one for it I don't consider that it serves any useful purpose. If Aunt Adelaide had been married to the Suitor, he wouldn't have contracted an inflammation of the lungs, because she would have taken better care of him. And if Neil is wounded again,
I
am going to nurse him, and I shall not permit
anyone,
even Lord Wellington himself, to put him on one of those dreadful spring-wagons, which was harder to bear than all the rest, he told me!"

"I'm sure it must have been. But none of this explains why you ran away from your home," he pointed out.

"Oh, I did that to compel Grandpapa to consent to my marriage!" she said brightly. "And also to show him that I am
not
a child, but, on the contrary, very well able to take care of myself. He thinks that because I am accustomed to be waited on I shouldn't know how to go on if I had to live in billets, or perhaps a tent, which is absurd, because I should. Only it never answers to
tell
Grandpapa anything: one is obliged to
show
him. Well, he didn't believe I should climb out of the window when I was locked into my room, though I warned him how it would be. At first, I thought I would refuse to eat anything until he gave his consent—in fact, I did refuse, one day, only I became so excessively hungry that I thought perhaps it wasn't such a famous scheme, particularly when it so happened that there were buttered lobsters for dinner, and a Floating Island pudding."

"Naturally you couldn't forgo two such dishes," he said sympathetically.

"Well, no," she confessed. "Besides, it wouldn't have shown Grandpapa that I am truly able to take care of myself, which is, I think, important."

"Very true. One can't help feeling that it might have put just the opposite notion into his head. Now tell me why you think that running away from him will answer the purpose!"

"Well, it wouldn't: not that part of it, precisely.
That
will just give him a fright."

"I have no doubt it will, but are you quite sure you wish to frighten him?"

"No, but it is quite his own fault for being so unkind and obstinate. Besides, it is my campaign, and you can't consider the sensibilities of the enemy when you are planning a campaign!" she said reasonably. "You can have no notion how difficult it was to decide what was best to be done. In fact, I was
almost
at a stand when, by the luckiest chance, I saw an advertisement in the
Morning Post.
It said that a lady living at—well, living not very far from St. Neots, wished for a genteel young person to be governess to her children. Of course, I saw at once that it was the very thing!" A slight choking sound made her look enquiringly at Sir Gareth. "Sir?"

"I didn't speak. Pray continue! I collect that you thought that you might be eligible for this post?"

"Certainly I did!" she replied, with dignity. "I am genteel, and I am young, and, I assure you, I have been
most
carefully educated. And having had several governesses myself, I know exactly what should be done in such a case. So I wrote to this lady, pretending I was my aunt, you know. I said I desired to recommend for the post my niece's governess, who had given
every
satisfaction, and was in all respects a most talented and admirable person, able to give instruction in the pianoforte, and in water-colour painting, besides the use of the globes, and needlework, and foreign languages."

"An impressive catalogue!" he said, much struck.

"Well, I do think it sounds well," she acknowledged, accepting this tribute with a rosy blush.

"Very well. Er—does it happen to be true?"

"Of course it's true! That is to say— Well, I am thought to play quite creditably on the pianoforte, besides being able to sing a little, and sketching is of all things my favourite occupation. And naturally I have learnt French, and, lately, some Spanish, because although Neil says we shall be over the Pyrenees in a trice, one never knows, and it might be very necessary to be able to converse in Spanish. I own, I don't know if I can
teach
these things, but that doesn't signify, because I never had the least intention of being a governess for more than a few weeks. The thing is that I haven't a great deal of money, so that if I run away I must contrive to earn my bread until Grandpapa capitulates. I have left behind me a letter, you see, explaining it all to him, and I have told him that I won't come home, or tell him where I am, until he promises to let me be married to Neil immediately."

"Forgive me!" he interpolated. "But if you have severed your lines of communication how is he to inform you of his surrender?"

"I have arranged for that," she replied proudly. "I have desired him to insert an advertisement in the
Morning Post!
I have left nothing to chance, which ought to prove to him that I am not a foolish little girl, but, on the contrary, a most responsible person, quite old enough to be married. Yes, and I didn't book a seat on the stage, which would have been a stupid thing to do, on account of making it easy, perhaps, for them to discover where I had gone. I hid myself in the carrier's cart! I had formed that intention from the outset, and that, you see, was what made it so particularly fortunate that the lady who wished for a governess lived near to St: Neots."

"Oh, she did engage you?" Sir Gareth said, unable to keep an inflection of surprise out of his voice.

"Yes, because I recommended myself very strongly to her, and it seems that the old governess was obliged to leave her at a moment's notice, because her mother suddenly died, and so she had to go home to keep house for her papa. Nothing could have fallen out more fortunately!"

He was obliged to laugh, but he said: "Abominable girl What next will you say? But if you are now on your way to take up this desirable post, how come you to be trying to hire yourself as a chambermaid at this inn, and why do you wish to go to Huntingdon?"

The triumphant look in her eyes was quenched; she sighed, and said: "Oh, it is the shabbiest thing! You would hardly believe that my scheme could miscarry, when I planned it so carefully, would you? But so it was. I am not on my way to Mrs.—to That Female. In fact, quite the reverse. She is the horridest creature!"

"Ah!" said Sir Gareth. "Did she refuse after all to employ you?"

"Yes, she did!" answered Amanda, her bosom swelling with indignation. "She said I was by far too young, and not at all the sort of female she had had in mind. She said she had been quite deceived, which was a most unjust observation, because she said in the advertisement that she desired a
young
lady!"

"My child, you are a shameless minx!" said Sir Gareth frankly. "From start to finish you deceived this unfortunate woman, and well you know it!"

"No, I did not!" she retorted, firing up. "At least, only in pretending I was Aunt Adelaide, and saying I had been my own governess, and
that
she didn't know! I am truly able to do all the things I told her I could, and very likely I should be able to teach other girls to do them too. However, all was to no avail. She was very disagreeable, besides being excessively uncivil. Unreasonable, too, for in the middle of it her eldest son came in, and as soon as he heard who I was he suggested that his mama should engage me for a little while, to see how I did, which was most sensible, I thought. But it only made her crosser than ever, and she sent him out of the room, which I was sorry for, because he seemed very amiable and obliging, in spite of having spots," She added, affronted: "And I do not at all understand why you should laugh, sir!"

"Never mind! Tell me what happened next!"

"Well, she ordered the carriage to take me back to St. Neots, and while it was being brought round she began to ask me a great many impertinent questions, and I could see she had an extremely suspicious disposition, so I though of a splendid story to tell her. I gave myself an indigent parent, and
dozens
of brothers and sisters, all younger than I am, and instead of being sorry for me, she said she didn't believe me! She said I wasn't dressed like a poor person, and she would like to know how many guineas I had squandered on my hat! Such impudence! So I said I had stolen it, and my gown as well, and really I was a wicked adventuress. That, of course, was impolite, but it answered the purpose, for she stopped trying to discover where I had come from, and grew very red in the face, and said I was an abandoned girl, and she washed her hands of me. Then the servant came to say that the carriage was at the door, and so I made my curtsy, and we parted."

"Abandoned you most certainly are. Were you driven to St. Neots?"

"Yes, and it was then that I hit upon the notion of becoming a chambermaid for a space."

"Let me tell you, Amanda, that a chambermaid's life would not suit you!"

"I know
that,
and if you can think of some more agreeable occupation of a gainful nature, sir, I shall be very much obliged to you," she responded, fixing him with a pair of hopeful eyes.

"I'm afraid I can't. There is only one thing for you to do, and that is to return to your grandpapa."