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He asked her abruptly if she would really like to go away for a while. 'I like best to stay here, she answered. 'Still, I should not mind going somewhere, because I think I ought to. 'Would you like London? Avice's face lost its weeping shape. 'How could that be? she said. 'I have been thinking that you could come to my house and make yourself useful in some way.
"Then see, daughter, that when the Bishop of thy soul lifteth the latch to come in and sup with thee, He find not the soiled floor and the unclean vessel, and turn sorrowfully away, saying, `I thought to sup with My child this night, but this is no place for Me. Trust me, thou wilt lose more than He, if He close the door and depart." Avice's eyes filled with tears. "O Father, pray for me!
He mused over it for a moment, put it in his pocket, and followed the stony route to the Street of Wells. There was nothing to hinder Pierston in calling upon the new Avice's mother as often as he should choose, beyond the five miles of intervening railway and additional mile or two of clambering over the heights of the island.
"God forgive her! By all means pray for both." While Dan was thus detailing his troubles in Avice's kitchen, his daughter Emma was finishing her day's work. She was apprenticed to an embroideress; for all kinds of embroidery were in much greater use then than now.
The voice he recognized in a moment as Avice's, and she seemed to be confiding her trouble to some young friend of her own sex. 'Oh, what shall I DO! what SHALL I do! she was saying bitterly. 'So bold as it was so shameless! How could I think of such a thing! He will never forgive me never, never like me again! He'll think me a forward hussy, and yet and yet I quite forgot how much I had grown.
In one of the chairs, with some fancy work in her hand, sat a lady whose age was about twenty-eight, and whose rich dress of gold-coloured samite, and the gold and pearl fillet which bound her hair, divided Avice's attention with the child and the peacock. Agnes was dropping flurried courtesies to everybody at once.
He could not disturb her equanimity, and let her pass. The next day was Sunday, and Somers having chosen his view at the other end of the island, Pierston determined in the afternoon to see Avice's lover. He found that she had left her cottage stronghold, and went on towards the lighthouses at the Beal.
The voice was that of a Pierston there could be no doubt of it young Avice's, surely? Something or other seemed to be detaining her down there against her will. A sloping path beneath the beetling cliff and the castle walls rising sheer from its summit, led down to the lower level whence the voice proceeded.
He cared more for Avice's finger-tips than for Mrs. Pine-Avon's whole personality. Perhaps Nichola saw it, for she said mournfully: 'Now I have done all I could! I felt that the only counterpoise to my cruelty to you in my drawing-room would be to come as a suppliant to yours.
But he could see nothing of her, and concluded that she had walked too fast for him. Arrived at his own gate he paused a moment, and perceived that Avice's little freehold was still in darkness. She had not come. He retraced his steps, but could not find her, the only persons on the road being a man and his wife, as he knew them to be though he could not see them, from the words of the man
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