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The reins were fastened up in a minute, and he was down in the road beside her. "Now look here, Wenna," he said. "What could you mean by treating me so unfairly? I don't mean in being vexed with me, but in shunting me off, as it were, instead of having it out at once. I don't think it was fair." "I am very sorry," she said.
So she went down to the small parlor in a much more equable frame of mind, though her heart was still throbbing in an unusual way. The moment she entered the room she saw that something had occurred to disturb her mother. Mrs. Rosewarne turned from the window, and there was an excited look in her eyes. "Wenna," she said hurriedly, "did you see that carriage? Did you see that woman?
The girl started as if she really had been asleep: then she walked back to the carriage and got in. They drove away again without saying a word. "What is the matter with you, Wenna? Why are you so downcast?" her mother said. "Oh, nothing," the girl said hastily. "But but one does not care to talk much on so beautiful an evening." "Yes, that is quite true," said Mr.
Trelyon pets her as if she were a daughter already; and everybody every man, woman and child in Eglosilyan would rather see that come about than get a guinea apiece. Oh, mother, if you could see the picture that I see just now!" "It is a pretty picture, Mabyn," her mother said, shaking her head. "But when you think of everybody being agreed, you forget one, and that is Wenna herself.
"I don't know." "I could fetch him back for you directly," said she, "if you would like that." "How?" "By writing and telling him that you and Wenna were going to get married. Wouldn't that fetch him back pretty quickly?" "I doubt it. He wouldn't believe it of Wenna. Then he is a sensible sort of fellow, and would say to himself that if the news was true he would have his journey for nothing.
At another time Trelyon would have laughed at this bloodthirsty young woman: at this moment he was too serious. "Mabyn," said he, "I can't bear this any longer standing by like a fool and looking on while another man is doing his best to marry Wenna: I can't go on like this any longer. Mabyn, when did you say she would leave Mr. Trewhella's house to-night?" "I did not say anything about it.
'Tis many a year agone sence there has been such a peg by me. And perhaps yü'd take the laste bit o' refrashment, Miss Wenna, as yü go by: Jane would get yü a coop o' tay to once." "Thank you, Mr. Cornish, I'll look in and see the pig some other time: to-day we sha'n't be going as far as Trevalga." "Oh, won't you?" said Master Harry in a low voice as he drove on.
Wenna has been very ill I tell you she has been very ill indeed, though she has said little about it and the least thing upsets her. How can you think of frightening her so? Do you know what you are doing? I wish you would go away back to Launceston or London, and write her a note there, if you are coming, instead of trying to frighten her." This was the language, it appeared to Mr.
All these things Wenna thought of in after days, until the odd and plain little harbor of Lamorna, and its rocks and bushes and slopes of granite, seemed to be some bit of Fairyland, steeped in the rich hues of the sunset, and yet ethereal, distant and unrecoverable. Mrs. Rosewarne did not at all understand the silence of these young people, and made many attempts to break it up.
But the sapphires that Wenna is wearing now are perfectly beautiful; and Wenna is not so heartbroken that she isn't very proud of them. I never saw such a beautiful ring. Yours sincerely, P.S. Are you never coming back to Eglosilyan any more?" So the days went by, and Mabyn waited with a secret hope to see what answer Mr.
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