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"I went with the papers," said Rosa, "and I I met him in the garden. I am sure it wasn't my fault," said the girl, bursting into petulant tears. "Nobody has any occasion to scold me. It was Mr Wentworth as would come;" and Rosa sobbed, and lighted up gleams of defiance behind her tears. Miss Dora sat looking at her with a very troubled, pale face.
"The fellow seemed to feel, too, that he came in the character of one whose intentions claimed all immunity from harm," remarked Captain Wentworth. "He surely never would have stood so fearlessly on the brink of the ditch, and within pistol shot, had he not been conscious of rendering some service to those connected with us."
"He will be a charming companion; he has a great quality indestructible gayety." "You think that 's a great quality?" asked the old man. Eugenia meditated, with her eyes upon his. "You think one gets tired of it, eh?" "I don't know that I am prepared to say that," said Mr. Wentworth. "Well, we will say, then, that it is tiresome for others but delightful for one's self.
But hardly were they so settled, when the door opened again, and Captain Wentworth walked in alone. Anne was the nearest to him, and making yet a little advance, she instantly spoke.
I have known Mr. Keith all my life," said the girl, gravely. "He is associated in my mind with all that I loved." "There, I did not mean to call up sorrowful thoughts," said Mrs. Wentworth. "I wanted you to have a good time." Next day Mr. Keith gave himself the pleasure of calling promptly at Mrs. Norman's.
"An' only to think," continued Mrs Martin, gazing in undisguised admiration at her daughter-in-law, "that my Fred who seems as if on'y yesterday he was no bigger than Pat, should have got Isa Wentworth the best lass in all Gorleston for a wife! You're a lucky boy!" "Right you are," responded Fred, with enthusiasm.
For Michael would of course live with them after his marriage with Fay. And if there were any ebullitions of jealousy between Fay and Michael Wentworth dwelt with complacency on the possibility he felt competent to deal with them with tact and magnanimity, reassuring each in turn as to their equal share in his affections.
Captain Wentworth, after being unseen and unheard of at Uppercross for two whole days, appeared again among them to justify himself by a relation of what had kept him away.
"Nothing on earth will keep me back. That man Robin Wentworth is a friend of mine. I am going to see him and speak to him." "Impossible!" Curtis said. But she withstood him unfalteringly. "It is not impossible. You must let me pass. I mean to go to him, and you cannot prevent it." He saw the hopelessness of opposing her.
"Merely as a friend who would be glad to do you a service," he continued, "I will, during the day, try to get you the name of of as reputable a lawyer as possible in that place." And Mr. Wentworth paused, as red as though he had asked her to marry him. "How good of you!" she cried. "I shall be at the Touraine until this evening."
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