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She expected Hugh to reply by an indignant denial; and it astounded her no little to hear him quietly accept the unheard-of alternative. "Do you as you list, Mistress Maude," he answered. "For me, I am content with our Lord." "Mistress," was Hugh's answer, "I never said that I was content without our Lord. Avice had lifted her head, and had fixed her eyes intently on Hugh.
Everybody in England was taught then to rank Jews with vermin, and to look upon it as a weakness to show them any kindness. The two girls reached the door in safety, and Bertha led Hester in. "Aunt Avice," she said, "there is a commotion in the Jews' quarter, and here is a Jew maiden that wants to know if we will shelter her. I suppose she won't hurt us much, will she?"
Thus matters went on, if they did not rather stand still, for several days before Pierston redeemed his vague promise to seek Avice out. And in the meantime he was surprised by the arrival of another letter from her by a roundabout route. She had heard, she said, that he had been on the island, and imagined him therefore to be staying somewhere near.
Pierston here gave in brief the history of his revived comradeship with Avice, the verge of the engagement to which they had reached, and its unexpected rupture by him, merely through his meeting with a woman into whom the Well-Beloved unmistakably moved under his very eyes by name Miss Marcia Bencomb.
'She's young. We are one people don't marry a kimberlin! It will break my heart if you forsake her now! Avice! The girl came. 'My manner was hasty and thoughtless this morning, she said in a low voice. 'Please pardon me. I wish to abide by my promise. Her mother, still tearful, again joined their hands; and the engagement stood as before.
I'm a peaceable man enough if they'd take me peaceable. But them five rattling tongues, that gallops faster than Sir Otho's charger up to the Manor eh, I tell thee what, Avice, they do wear a man out!" "Poor Uncle Dan! I should think they do. But are all the girls at home? I thought Mildred and Emma were to be bound apprentices in Lincoln." "Fell through wi' Mildred," said the smith.
Bent glanced along the road and saw Avice Harborough at a little distance, hastening in their direction and talking earnestly to a middle-aged man who was evidently listening with grave concern to what she said. "Yes, that's she," he replied, "and that's Northrop with her the man that Mallalieu was playing cards with last night.
"Yes?" responded Brereton. Avice drew an envelope from her muff and gave it to him. "A boy brought that to me half an hour ago," she said. "It is from an old woman, Mrs. Hamthwaite, who lives in a very lonely place on the moors up above Hobwick Quarry. Can you read it in this light?" "I will," answered Brereton, drawing a scrap of paper from the envelope.
Out of a sheer habit of reflection on things newly seen, Brereton could not avoid wondering what life was like, lived in this solitude, and in such a perfect hermitage but his speculations were cut short by the opening of the door set deep within the whitewashed porch. An old woman, much bent by age, looked out upon him and Avice, holding a small lamp so that its light fell on their faces.
'Darling Avice, forgive me for the slight that day! Say you do. Come, now! And then I'll say to you what I have never said to any other woman, living or dead: "Will you have me as your husband?" 'Ah! mother says I am only one of many! 'You are not, dear. You knew me when I was young, and others didn't.
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