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Nobody was surprised or alarmed. We said, "Oh, dear, she has gone to Browndown again!" and immersed ourselves once more in the shabby recesses of Mrs. Finch's wardrobe.
Something in his tone, or something in the dropping of his eyes, set my heart beating quickly, with a certain vague expectation which I was unable to realize to myself. "You agree with me," I said, "that you cannot be one amongst us at the rectory? What will you do?" "I will remain at Browndown," he answered. I felt he was lying. Don't ask for my reasons: I have no reasons to give.
To being expected to present himself at Browndown at a moment's notice. Nugent Dubourg's exaggerated and absurd view of the case of his afflicted child. To the German surgeon, as being certainly a foreigner and a stranger, and possibly a quack. To the slur implied on British Surgery by bringing the foreigner to Dimchurch. To the expense involved in the same proceeding.
"Has Browndown anything to do with this?" "Does the view look very lonely to-night?" she asked, waving her cane over the scene before us. The true meaning of that question I took to be, "Do you see anybody walking out to-night?" It was not my business to interpret her meaning, before she had thought fit to confide her secret to me.
Will you let her be comfortable-easy for two months more? Ach Gott! if I could only be certain-sure of that, I might leave those weak new eyes of hers to cure themselves, and go my ways back to London again." I had intended to remonstrate with him pretty sharply for taking Lucilla to Browndown.
My obstinacy women are such mules! declined to give way, even when my conscience told me that he was right. He sprang to his feet, in the same fever of excitement which I remembered so well, when I had irritated him at Browndown into telling me who he really was.
"Have I been fainting? have I been sleeping?" she said to me in low, bewildered tones. "Am I just awake? Is this Browndown?" She suddenly lifted her head. "Nugent! are you there?" "Yes." She gently withdrew herself from me, and approached Nugent. "Did you speak to me just now? Was it you who put the doubt into my mind, whether I am really doomed to be blind for life? Surely, I have not fancied it?
"Don't persist in sleeping at Browndown without a living creature in the house with you." He was in wild good spirits. He kissed my hand, and thanked me in his voluble exaggerated way for the interest that I took in him. "All right!" he said, as he opened the gate. "I'll have a living creature in the house with me. I'll get a dog." We parted. I had told him what was on my mind. I could do no more.
Foiled by the unexpected return of the gold and silver to London, they had waited again, had followed the plates back to Browndown, and had effected their object thanks to the lonely situation of the house, and to the murderous blow which had stretched Oscar insensible on the floor. More than one witness had met them on the road back to Brighton, with the packing-case in the chaise.
"You have persuaded him to trust you you have discovered everything. You only said 'I have been at Browndown' and I heard it in your voice. Out with it! out with it!" She never moved she seemed hardly to breathe while I was telling her all that had passed at the interview between Oscar and me.
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