noon
As Crispin rode a yard or so behind , he caught sight of her fresh , smiling face , and it affected him curiously . The tenderness that two days ago had been his as he talked to her upon the cliffs was again upon him , and the thought that anon she would be linked to him by the ties of relationship , was pleasurable . She gave him good morrow prettily , and he , spurring his horse to the carriage door , was solicitous to know of her comfort . Nor did he again fall behind until Stafford was reached at noon . Here , at the sign of the Suffolk Arms , he called a halt , and they broke their fast on the best the house could give them . Cynthia was gay , and so indeed was Crispin , yet she noted in him that coolness which she accounted restraint , and gradually her spirits sank again before it . To Crispin 's chagrin there were no horses to be had .