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"She'll throw 'em away," repeated Jan. "There's not a worse lot for physic in all the parish than Dame Dawson. I know her of old. She thought she'd get peppermint and cordials ordered for her an excuse for running up a score at the public-house. Where's the doctor?" "He's off somewhere. I saw one of the Bitterworth grooms come to the house this afternoon, so perhaps something's wrong there.
Whoever the man may have been, it was not Luke," he emphatically added. "Luke would have been the one to succour Rachel, not to hurt her." Not a soul present but felt that Mr. Verner spoke in strict accordance with the facts, known and presumptive. They must look in another quarter than Luke for Rachel's assailant. Mr. Verner glanced at Mr. Bitterworth and Dr.
Upstairs and down, the house was vainly searched for it; and the conclusion was at length unwillingly come to that Mr. Verner had repented of his bequest, had taken the codicil out of the desk, and burned it. The suggestion came from Mr. Bitterworth; and Mrs. Tynn acknowledged that it was just possible Mr. Verner's strength would allow him to accomplish so much, while her back was turned.
"But you are not going for good, Miss Lucy!" cried Mr. Bitterworth. "She is," replied Lady Verner. "And glad enough, I am sure, she must be, to get away from stupid Deerham. She little thought, when she came to it, that her sojourn in it would be so long as this. I have seen the rebellion, at her having to stop in it, rising often." Mr. Bitterworth went out on the terrace.
Bitterworth, who was leaning against a roadside gate. He had been attacked by sudden giddiness, he said, and asked Lionel to give him an arm home. Lionel proposed that he should come in and remain for a short while at Verner's Pride; but Mr. Bitterworth preferred to go home. "It is one of my bilious attacks coming on," he remarked, as he went along. "I have not had a bad one for this four months."
It seemed that they could not talk enough of it, could not tire of bringing forth new conjectures, could not give vent to all the phases of their astonishment. "What could have been your offence, that your uncle should alter his will, two years ago, and leave the estate from you?" Mr. Bitterworth inquired of Lionel, drawing him aside. "I am unable to conjecture," replied Lionel.
"Some folly must have come to your cognisance," observed Mr. Bitterworth; "though I had deemed Lionel Verner to be more free from the sins of hot-blooded youth than are most men. I have believed him to be a true gentleman in the best sense of the word a good and honourable man." "A silent stream runs deep," remarked Mr. Verner. Mr.
She will not be pleased at Decima's staying out, therefore I must return. Poor Mrs. Bitterworth has had an attack of what did they call it? spasmodical croup, I think. She is better now, and begged Decima to stay with her the rest of the day; Mr. Bitterworth and the rest of them are out. Jan says it is highly dangerous for the time it lasts."
Bitterworth. "Unless " "Unless what?" asked Mr. Verner; for Mr. Bitterworth had brought his words to a sudden standstill. "Well, I was going to say, unless she had an appointment there. But that does not appear probable for Rachel Frost." "It is barely possible, let alone probable," was the retort of Mr. Verner.
Let him ask forgiveness of God and of his own conscience. But he shall have Verner's Pride." "Better that you should see it in its proper light at the eleventh hour, than not at all, Stephen," said Mr. Bitterworth. "By every law of right and justice, Verner's Pride, after you, belongs to Lionel." "You speak well, Bitterworth, when you call it the eleventh hour," observed Mr. Verner.
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