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His speech was not a little infected with the nasality as easy to catch as hard to get rid of which I presume the Puritans carried from England to America. On the whole, George was less interesting than Alexa had expected. He came to her as if he would embrace her, but an instinctive movement on her part sufficed to check him.
He came, he said, to ask when she had seen Dawtie. He would have gone himself to see her, but his father was ailing, and he had double work to do. Besides, she did not seem willing to see him! Alexa told him she had been with her the day before, and had found her a little pale, and, she feared, rather troubled in her mind.
"He is not dead!" cried Alexa; "he moved!" "Get some brandy," said George. She rose, and went to the table for the brandy. George, with the pretense of feeling the dead man's heart, threw back the clothes. He could find no cup. It had got further down! He would wait! Alexa lifted her father's head on her arm, but it was plain that brandy could not help.
It was as though she had bought him with her blood.... That evening he and Alexa dined alone. After dinner he followed her to the drawing-room. He no longer felt the need of avoiding her; he was hardly conscious of her presence. After a few words they lapsed into silence and he sat smoking with his eyes on the fire.
"I wish I had known," said Alexa almost to herself, with a troubled smile. "I wish you had, ma'am," responded Andrew. She raised her face with a look of confidence. "Will you please to forget, Andrew?" Nobility had carried the day. She had not one mean thought either of him or the girl. "To forget is not in man's power, ma'am; but I shall never think a thought you would wish unthought."
Crawford must not be robbed!" "Stop, Andrew!" said Alexa. "Everything in the next room was left to my cousin, with the library in this; whatever else was left him was individually described. The cup was not in the next room, and was not mentioned. Providence has left us to do with it as we may judge right. I think it ought to be taken to Borland Hall and by Dawtie." "Well!
"I seem," she said from the threshold, "to have done both in giving my reason to you." The fact that they were dining out that evening made it easy for him to avoid Alexa till she came downstairs in her opera-cloak. Mrs. Touchett, who was going to the same dinner, had offered to call for her, and Glennard, refusing a precarious seat between the ladies' draperies, followed on foot.
Instead of drawing herself up with the bitter pride of a woman whose best is scorned, Alexa behaved divinely. She went close to Andrew, laid her hand on his arm, and said: "Forgive me, Andrew. I made a mistake. I had no right to make it. Do not be grieved, I beg; you are nowise to blame. Let us continue friends!"
"Yes?" answered Alexa, with a point of interrogation subaudible, and held her book so that be might feel it on the point of being lifted again to eager eyes. But he was not more sensitive than sentimental. "Please put your book down for a moment. I have not of late asked too much of your attention, Alexa!" "You have been very kind, George!" she answered.
The other groups had scattered, straying in twos along the deck. It came over Glennard that he should never again be able to see Flamel speaking to his wife without the sense of sick mistrust that now loosened his joints.... Alexa, the next morning, over their early breakfast, surprised her husband by an unexpected request. "Will you bring me those letters from town?" she asked.
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