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Anne repeated the question in louder tones: "Is that you?" There was the certain prospect of alarming her, if some reply was not given. There was no help for it. Come what come might, Arnold answered, in a whisper: "Yes." The door was flung wide open. Anne Silvester appeared on the threshold, confronting him. "Mr. Brinkworth!!!" she exclaimed, standing petrified with astonishment.
Let it be remembered that Lady Lundie had been left entirely in the dark that she had written to Sir Patrick in a tone which plainly showed that her self-esteem was wounded and her suspicion roused and that her first intimation of the serious dilemma in which Arnold Brinkworth stood was now likely, thanks to Julius Delamayn, to reach her from the lips of a mere acquaintance.
On the same day Arnold Brinkworth had taken his departure for the purpose of visiting the Scotch property left to him by his aunt. If Mrs. Inchbare was to be depended on, he must have gone to Craig Fernie instead of going to his appointed destination and must, therefore, have arrived to visit his house and lands one day later than the day which he had originally set apart for that purpose.
"Thank you!" said Sir Patrick, dryly. "Mr. Arnold Brinkworth, may you always be as ready to take Time by the forelock as you are now! Sit down again; and don't talk nonsense. "What have the lawyers got to do with it?" "My good fellow, this is not a marriage in a novel! This is the most unromantic affair of the sort that ever happened.
If the young lady had not acted with a wisdom and courage which do her honor, she might have lived to see the day when her reputation would have been destroyed, and her children declared illegitimate. Who is to say that circumstances may not happen in the future which may force Mr. Brinkworth or Miss Silvester one or the other to assert the very marriage which they repudiate now?
Dispose of your afternoon, Blanche, without the slightest reference to me. Nobody seems inclined to visit the ruins the most interesting relic of feudal times in Perthshire, Mr. Brinkworth. It doesn't matter oh, dear me, it doesn't matter! I can't force my guests to feel an intelligent curiosity on the subject of Scottish Antiquities.
Speedwell quitted the race-ground together; Geoffrey having been previously removed to his lodgings hard by. They met Arnold Brinkworth at the gate. He had, by his own desire, kept out of view among the crowd; and he decided on walking back by himself. The separation from Blanche had changed him in all his habits.
"Do you know of any one who saw him in the valley of the Esk?" "I know of a person who took a note to him, from me." "A person easily found?" "Quite easily." Sir Patrick laid aside the letter, and seized in ungovernable agitation on both her hands. "Listen to me," he said. "The whole conspiracy against Arnold Brinkworth and you falls to the ground before that correspondence.
"I have something to ask you, Sir Patrick, before I destroy it. Blanche refuses to go back to her husband, unless she returns with the certain assurance of being really his wife. If I produce this letter, she may go back to him to-day. If I declare myself Geoffrey Delamayn's wife, I clear Arnold Brinkworth, at once and forever of all suspicion of being married to me.
I have been told that she and her husband were traveling, at the time when you and Lord Holchester were traveling. Did you meet with them?" Julius and his wife looked at each other. Lord Holchester is dumb. Lady Holchester replies: "We saw Mr. and Mrs. Arnold Brinkworth at Florence, and afterward at Naples, Lady Lundie.
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