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Cytherea, under cover of a thick veil, hired a conveyance and drove to within a mile or so of Carriford. It was with a renewed sense of depression that she saw again the objects which had become familiar to her eye during her sojourn under Miss Aldclyffe's roof the outline of the hills, the meadow streams, the old park trees. She hastened by a lonely path to the rectory-house, and asked if Mr.
Come, go on. Considering that Cytherea possessed at least five times as much of that valuable auxiliary to woman's beauty as the lady before her, there was at the same time some excuse for Miss Aldclyffe's outburst. She remembered herself, however, and said more quietly, 'Now then, Graye By-the-bye, what do they call you downstairs? 'Mrs. Graye, said the handmaid.
At the completion of his labour he turned, and did so. 'Ho you here! he exclaimed. 'Don't think I am a spy upon you, she said, in an imploring whisper. Anne recognized the voice as Miss Aldclyffe's.
'It does; we'll have "involuntarily." Ah, now this reminds me of something. 'Of what? 'Of a human being who involuntarily comes towards yourself. Cytherea looked into Miss Aldclyffe's face; her eyes grew round as circles, and lines of wonderment came visibly upon her countenance. She had not once regarded Manston as a lover since his wife's sudden appearance and subsequent death.
I tell you everything, and yet you are as close as wax with me. 'I parted from him because I wanted to come in. 'What a novel and important announcement! Well, is the day fixed? 'Yes. Miss Aldclyffe's face kindled into intense interest at once. 'Is it indeed? When is it to be? 'On Old Christmas Eve.
Miss Aldclyffe's outline became visible upon it; the door shut her in, and all was darkness again. The form of Manston returning alone arose from the gloom, and passed by Anne in her hiding-place. Waiting outside a quarter of an hour longer, that no suspicion of any kind might be excited, Anne returned to the old manor-house. Manston was very friendly that evening.
Sometimes Miss Aldclyffe appeared to be on the point of making some absorbing confidence, but reflection invariably restrained her. Cytherea hoped that such a confidence would come with time, and that she might thus be a means of soothing a mind which had obviously known extreme suffering. But Miss Aldclyffe's reticence concerning her past was not imitated by Cytherea.
Those of us who don't have much to do with her personally, stay on for years and years. 'Has Miss Aldclyffe's family always been rich? said Cytherea. 'O no. The property, with the name, came from her mother's uncle. Her family is a branch of the old Aldclyffe family on the maternal side. Her mother married a Bradleigh a mere nobody at that time and was on that account cut by her relations.
Manston lived during the separation; next, when the first communications passed between them after the fire. 'If we only had Miss Aldclyffe's countenance and assistance as I used to have them, Cytherea returned, 'how strong we should be! O, what power is it that he exercises over her, swaying her just as he wishes! She loves me now. Mrs.
Miss Aldclyffe is the woman our father first loved, and I have come to Miss Aldclyffe's; you can't get over that. From these premises, she proceeded to argue like an elderly divine on the designs of Providence which were apparent in such conjunctures, and went into a variety of details connected with Miss Aldclyffe's history.
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