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There are occasional comings and goings between the Bellairs Crescent Fordyces and Bourhill, and the family are united in approving the marriage of Gladys now, though they had their fling at it with the rest of the folk when it was a nine days' wonder.
Next day the visit of the little seamstress to Bourhill was brought apparently to a very sudden end and she returned to town not, however, to sue for work at the hands of the stony-visaged forewoman, but to carry out the behest of the young lady of Bourhill. The interview with Gladys upset Walter for the day.
If I were a rich woman I think I should buy Bourhill. 'So you will. I wish I could give it to you, cried Walter quickly. 'Do you? You are very good. You have always been so good and kind to me, Walter, she said dreamily. 'Yes, that is Bourhill; and just think, you can see the sea from it the real sea, which I have never seen in my life.
Towards the end of the second week Liz began to exhibit certain signs of restlessness, which ought to have warned those concerned in her welfare that the quiet and seclusion of Bourhill were beginning to pall upon her. As she improved in her bodily health her mind became more active, and she began to pine for something more exciting than country walks and drives.
'Ay, well, she would need kind dealing, Isabel; she is a highly-strung creature, said the lawyer thoughtfully, and the subject dropped. While these golden days were speeding by the sea, Bourhill was being put in order for its young mistress. Her interest in the alterations was very keen; there were very few days in which they did not drive to the old house, and Mrs.
She made them feel at home at once. Often Gladys looked at her, and felt her heart drawn towards her. Yes, with that bright, sympathetic little woman, she could be happy at Bourhill. But somewhat late that night Mrs. Fordyce came into her room and sat down by her bed. 'My dear, are you asleep? We have come on a fruitless errand; Madame Bonnemain cannot come to you.
'I've nobody belonging to me to dictate to me, Liz, and I'm not afraid to trust you. You may have sinned, I don't know, but you have had many temptations. I want to show you a happier life. Tell her, Teen, how lovely it is at dear Bourhill. 'I couldna, answered Teen in a choking voice. 'It's like heaven, Liz. 'Then it'll be ower guid for me, said Liz wearily, 'an' I'll better bide whaur I am.
Is it a girl called Hepburn? he asked half desperately, afraid to tell his mother, and yet feeling that she, and she alone, might help him. 'I believe so. Yes, Hepburn was certainly the name your aunt mentioned. Well, what then? 'Simply that if Gladys has got in tow with this girl, and takes her down to Bourhill, I'm ruined. 'How? There was eager inquiry, anguish even, in the question. Mrs.
'I cannot help regretting that Madame Bonnemain was prevented coming to Bourhill. She would have set her foot down on this. 'Then she would have been mistress of Bourhill, answered Gladys, with a faint smile, 'and we should certainly have disagreed. Mrs. Fordyce looked at her curiously. 'There is a great deal of character about you, Gladys. I am afraid you are rather an imposition.
She watched her keenly, not knowing that all the while Liz was in turn watching her, and at last she breathed a hint of her disappointment into the ear of the little seamstress. 'Do you think Lizzie is enjoying Bourhill, Teen? She looks so spiritless; but perhaps it is her health, though I think her looking a little better than when she came. 'It's no' her body, it's her mind, said Teen slowly.
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