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The erect, light gray figure which had awakened the curiosity of Mrs. Eccles came in close behind the servant. Mrs. Alwynn received a deep bow in return for her look of astonishment; and then, with an eager exclamation, the visitor had seized both Mr. Alwynn's hands, regardless of the neatly folded slice of bread and butter in one of them, and was shaking them cordially. Mr.
And now, as if nothing else existed in the world, and with a grave manner suggesting repressed suffering and manly resignation, he concentrated his whole mind on Mrs. Alwynn's recalcitrant cards, and made Ruth grateful to him by his tact in devoting himself to her aunt and the screen. "Well, I never!" said Mrs. Alwynn, after he was gone. "I never did see any one like Mr. Dare.
Alwynn's was knocking at the door of her heart for admission; was drowning with its loud beating the sound of all the rest: "We should consider well what we are keeping back our strength for, if we refuse to put the whole of it into our work." She and Mr.
Alwynn's society, into a torpid state, from which she made vain attempts to emerge, only to sink the deeper.
Alwynn's looking out of the window." Dare, meanwhile, walking with Ruth, caught sight of the church and lych-gate with heart-felt regret. The stretches of sunny meadowland, the faint glamour of church bells, the pale refined face beside him, had each individually and all three together appealed to his imagination, always vivid when he himself was concerned.
She had worn it last during a period of entire mental prostration, which had succeeded all too soon an exciting discovery of mushrooms in the glebe. Mr. Alwynn's heart and Ruth's sank as they caught sight of it again. With a dignity befitting the occasion, Mrs.
She dropped on her knees beside the writing-table, and locked her hands together. "He told," she whispered to herself. "Thank God! Thank God!" Two happy tears dropped onto Mr. Alwynn's old leather blotting-book, that worn cradle of many sermons. Was this the same world? Was this the same sun which was shining in upon her? What new songs were the birds practising outside?
Alwynn's mind during the last few months that he would have liked to have a daughter like Ruth, he had kept the sentiment to himself, as he did most sentiments in the company of his wife, who, while she complained of his habit of silence, made up for it nobly herself at all times and in all places. It had often been the subject of vague wonder among his friends, and even at times to Mr.
Dare was leaning against the mantle-piece, which was draped in Mrs. Alwynn's best manner, with Oriental hangings having bits of glass woven in them. He was looking into the curtained fire, and did not turn when she entered. Even at that moment she noticed, as she went towards him, that his elbow had displaced the little family of china hares on a plush stand which Mrs.
Now, she felt she could not go back to it, and find it all-sufficient as of old. It would need an added element, without which she began to see that any sort or condition of life is but a stony, dusty concern after all an element which made even Mr. Alwynn's colorless existence a contented and happy one.
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