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Hugh when he took his leave was treated by them all as a friend who had been gained. Mrs. Outhouse was gracious to him. Mrs. Trevelyan whispered a word to him of her own trouble. "If I can hear anything of him, you may be sure that I will let you know," he said. Then it was Nora's turn to bid him adieu. There was nothing to be said.
In the shadow time, between sunset and gas-light, on the afternoon of the last day but one before Christmas, Buck, as he came to be called, leaned over the office counter and put a folded bit of white paper in Nora's hand, saying, as he closed her fingers over it: "Put this powder in Cassidy's cup."
"Why, it's the picture," said Daisy. "But what does she look so for?" "She is Bassanio's wife they have just got married; and she looks so because he looks so, I suppose. She does not know what is in the letter." "Is he going to tell her?" "Not in the picture " said Daisy, feeling a little amused at Nora's simplicity. "He did tell her in the story."
He had taken from the pile of papers amidst which it had fallen, the record of Nora's silenced heart. With a sad wonder he saw how he had once been loved.
Nora's conduct was not wicked, and in America such things might be allowed. Yet Jacqueline tried to demonstrate that a young girl can not pass unscathed through certain adventures, even if they are innocent in the strict sense of the word; which made Nora cry out that all she said was subterfuge and that she had no patience with prejudices.
But my father was in excellent spirits. "That old gentleman, Jim," said he, "is the most wonderful man in the whole town. For ten years he has been quite blind." "But I saw his eyes," I said. "They were ever so black and shiny; they weren't shut up like Nora's puppies. Can't he see at all?"
Gray. Nora obeyed with a shyness entirely foreign to her. Putting her finger under Nora's rounded chin, Mrs. Gray looked smilingly into the piquant face. Then she drew the girl within her circling arm and kissed her. Grace, Miriam, Anne and Jessica followed suit. "Now it is your turn, Jessica and Reddy," said Nora pointedly. Jessica's pale face grew scarlet.
The Squire got morose; he hardly ever smiled; even Nora's presence scarcely drew a hearty guffaw from his lips. The doctors were puzzled. "What can be wrong?" they said. But Nora herself knew very well what was wrong. She and her father were the only ones who did know.
He could not forbear to look, and as he continued looking he instinctively felt that a passionate scene was being silently enacted between them. They sat markedly apart. Nora's bosom heaved with suppressed emotion, and her look, when raised to Julius, plied him with appeal or reproach Lefevre could not determine which.
Supper will be ready in a quarter of an hour," said Mrs. Hartrick. "Come, George; I have something to say to you." Mr. and Mrs. Hartrick disappeared into the drawing-room. Linda took Nora's hand. Nora glanced at Terence, who turned on his heel and went away.
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