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"But these things are nothing nothing," burst out Dare at last, in a tremulous voice, "to the one thing I think of all night, all day how I love Miss Deyncourt, and how," with a simplicity which touched Mr. Alwynn, "she does not love me at all." There is something pathetic in seeing any cheerful, light-hearted animal reduced to silence and depression.
"Here comes the dog-cart," said Evelyn, with evident relief. "Where is Miss Deyncourt?" "She went off to Slumberleigh some time ago. She said she was going to the rectory, I believe." "It is just as well. Ah! here is Charles." A tall, distinguished-looking man in a light overcoat came slowly round the corner of the house as she spoke, and joined them on the lawn.
"It must be a great change, after living with a woman like Lady Deyncourt to whose house I often went years ago, when her son was living to come to a place like Slumberleigh." "It is a great change. I am ashamed to say how much I felt it at first. I don't know how to express it; but everything down here seems so small and local, and hard and fast."
Sunday is a very depressing day with her, I know. She thinks of all she has done in the week, preparatory to doing a little more on Monday. Good-bye. Now then, Molly, have you got your prayer-book? Miss Deyncourt, I don't see yours anywhere. Oh, there it is! No, don't let Dare carry it for you. Give it to me. He will have enough to do, poor fellow, to travel with his own. Come, Molly!
To put off the evil day, Ida had suggested asking Mr. Deyncourt to meet him, but that gentleman could not come, and dinner went off in stiff efforts at conversation, for just now all the power thereof, that Lord Northmoor had ever acquired, seemed to have forsaken him. Afterwards, in the August twilight, he begged to hear all.
He mentioned casually that Lady Grace Lawrence, Miss Deyncourt, and Miss Wyndham were to be of the party, which details he imagined might have an interest for her amid her graver reflections. The subject of Ruth's coming certainly had a prominent place in his own graver reflections.
Lady Deyncourt, who never thought of travelling without her maid and footman, suddenly went on a long journey alone one wild January morning, starting, without any previous preparation, for a land in which she had never professed much interest heretofore.
Dare accepted with the most genuine pleasure, and his speaking countenance was in a moment radiant with smiles. Was not the little Molly of the school-feast their child? and was not Miss Deyncourt likewise staying with them?
Deyncourt, a young clergyman who had come full of zeal to work up the growing district. He had been for a short time in the Northmoor neighbourhood, and had taken the duty there for a few weeks, so that he heard the name of Morton as prominent in good works, and had often seen Lady Adela and Constance with the Sunday-school. As Mr.
I had really become so anxious about them that a few days ago I determined to set my mind at rest, and I wrote to him to ask for particulars, and that is his answer." Mr. Alwynn put Charles's letter into her hand, and she glanced over it. "Why, Uncle John, he asks Aunt Fanny as well; and 'if Miss Deyncourt is still with you, pleasure, etc. and me, too!" "When is it for?" asked Mrs.
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