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"If you don't I'll murder you!" he said. And at that he stopped short and suddenly wheeled round as he caught the swish of a dress on the stairs. He looked up into Avery's face as she came swiftly down, and the blood rose in a deep, dark wave to his forehead. He made no attempt to cover or excuse his passionate outburst, which it was perfectly obvious she must have heard.
"Jeanie darling," she said, "your mother says that you may come and stay at the Abbey for a little while. Do you would you like to come?" Her voice was unconsciously wistful. Jeanie turned for the first time and looked at her. "Oh, Avery!" she said. "Stay with you and Piers?" Her eyes were shining. She slid a gentle arm round Avery's neck. "You would like to?" Avery asked, faintly smiling.
As though to comfort Avery's distress, she came back for a little space; but no one not even her father could doubt any longer that the poor little mortal life had nearly run out. "My intervention has come too late, alas!" said Mr. Lorimer. Which remark was received by Avery in bitter silence. She had no further fear of being deprived of the child.
It was the nearest Jims could get to expressing what he felt as he looked at the picture. The young girl was beautiful, but her face was a little hard. There was pride and vanity and something of the insolence of great beauty in it. There was nothing of that in Miss Avery's face now nothing but sweetness and tenderness, and a motherly yearning to which every fibre of Jims' small being responded.
"The apple trees in Avery's orchard are just loaded," said Lark aimlessly. "And there are lots on the ground, too. I saw them when I was out in the field this morning." "Some of the trees are close to our fence, too," said Carol slowly. "Very close." Lark glanced up with sudden interest. "That's so," she said. "And the wires on the fence are awfully loose."
They turned on the lights, but throughout the frightful storm that followed, Piers leaned against the window-frame sombrely watching. Avery sat on a sofa with Jeanie, her throbbing head leaning against the cushions, her eyes closed. Nearly half an hour passed thus, then the storm rolled sullenly away; and at last Piers turned. As though his look pierced her, Avery's eyes opened.
It was an inspiring spot and, as she had promised a new lecture for the Slayton Bureau, she decided to remain and write it here. Her surroundings recalled the many charming homes made and maintained by unmarried women whom she had visited, and so in the three weeks that she enjoyed Dr. Avery's hospitality, she wrote her lecture, "Homes of Single Women."
The LEICHENFRAU, having finished tying up a basket, crossed the room and joined her. "EINE SCHONE LEICHE!" she said, and nodded, appreciating the fact that a stranger should admire what was partly her own handiwork. It was true; Avery's face looked as though it were modelled in wax.
Even the Vicar was a little anxious, and when Avery's efforts succeeded at length in restoring her, he reprimanded Jeanie severely and reduced her once more to tears of uncontrollable distress. The long, dreary day came to an end at last, and the thought of a happier morrow comforted them all.
It was the first time she had spoken his name to Avery since they had left him alone nearly a year before, and almost as soon as she had uttered it she made swift apology. "Please forgive me, dear Avery! It just slipped out." "My dear!" Avery said, and kissed her. There fell a long silence between them. Avery's eyes were on the thick heat-haze that obscured the sky-line.
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