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He could not conceal his surprise and admiration of her face and bearing. He said courteously, 'It may possibly not rain before you reach the House, if you are going there? 'Yes, I am, 'May I walk up with you? It is lonely under the trees. 'No. Fearing his courtesy arose from a belief that he was addressing a woman of higher station than was hers, she added, 'I am Miss Aldclyffe's companion.
Cytherea had just come into her presence to learn if there was anything for herself; and on being thus addressed, walked up to Miss Aldclyffe's corner of the room to look at the curiosity which had raised such an exclamation. But the lady, having opened the envelope and read a few lines, put it quickly in her pocket, before Cytherea could reach her side. 'O, 'tis nothing, she said.
'His father told Mrs. Morris; Mrs. Morris told Miss Aldclyffe. The whole chain of incidents that drew her there was plain, and there was no such thing as chance in the matter. It was all Edward's doing. The sound of a bell was heard. Cytherea did not heed it, and still continued in her reverie. 'That's Miss Aldclyffe's bell, said Mrs. Morris. 'I suppose it is, said the young woman placidly.
Underneath his name was pencilled, in Miss Aldclyffe's handwriting, 'Mr. Manston. Manston had arrived on the estate, in the capacity of steward, three or four days previously, and occupied the old manor-house, which had been altered and repaired for his reception. 'Call on Mr. Manston, said the lady impressively, looking at the name written under Cytherea's portion of the list.
She took it up from the side table, went into Miss Aldclyffe's bedroom, pulled up the blinds, and looked round upon the lady in bed, calculating the minutes that must elapse before she looked at her letters. 'Well, darling, how are you? I am glad you have come in to see me, said Miss Aldclyffe. 'You can unlock the bag this morning, child, if you like, she continued, yawning factitiously.
Her companion was desperately determined not to tell his name: she too much feared a taunt when Miss Aldclyffe's fiery mood again ruled her tongue. 'Won't you tell me? not tell me after all the affection I have shown? 'I will, perhaps, another day. 'Did you wear a hat and white feather in Budmouth for the week or two previous to your coming here? 'Yes.
Yet he knew that the influential position, which, from whatever fortunate cause, he held on Miss Aldclyffe's manor, would never again fall to his lot on any other, and he tacitly assented to this dilemma, hoping that some consolation or other would soon suggest itself to him; married as he was, he was near Cytherea.
'I have been to the Old House, and then to Miss Aldclyffe's looking for you something very extraordinary. He beckoned to Owen, afterwards included Springrove in his glance, and the three stepped aside together. 'A porter at the station. He was a curious nervous man. He had been in a strange state all day, but he wouldn't go home. Your sister was kind to him, it seems, this afternoon.
But on a second glance Miss Aldclyffe's proceeding was clearer to Cytherea. She was not fastening her night-gown; it had been carelessly thrown round her, and Miss Aldclyffe was really occupied in holding up to her eyes some small object that she was keenly scrutinizing.
The dressing table was in appearance something between a high altar and a cabinet piano, the surface being richly worked in the same style of semi-classic decoration, but the extraordinary outline having been arrived at by an ingenious joiner and decorator from the neighbouring town, after months of painful toil in cutting and fitting, under Miss Aldclyffe's immediate eye; the materials being the remains of two or three old cabinets the lady had found in the lumber-room.
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