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They had passed the village and come to a crossroad, when the steward, telling his companion that their paths now diverged, turned off to the left towards Carriford.
For a lover who did love wildly, she had left one little loophole in her otherwise straightforward epistle. Why she expected the letter on some morning of this particular week was, that hearing of his return to Carriford, she fondly assumed that he meant to ask for an interview before he left.
'Yes she is dead. 'When did she die? 'At ten minutes past four, after another effusion. She knew best, you see, sir. I started directly, by the rector's orders. Fifteen months have passed, and we are brought on to Midsummer Night, 1867. The picture presented is the interior of the old belfry of Carriford Church, at ten o'clock in the evening.
It was plain then, she said, that he did not care deeply for her, and she thereupon could not quite leave off caring deeply for him: 'Ingenium mulierum, Nolunt ubi velis, ubi nolis cupiunt ultro. The month of October passed, and November began its course. The inhabitants of the village of Carriford grew weary of supposing that Miss Aldclyffe was going to marry her steward.
Thus it was that when, in the evening of the same day, Mrs. Manston reached Carriford Road Station, her husband was still at Chettlewood, ignorant of her arrival, and on looking up and down the platform, dreary with autumn gloom and wind, she could see no sign that any preparation whatever had been made for her reception and conduct home. The train went on.
They went down the park and through the gate, into the village of Carriford. By the time they reached the Three Tranters, it was verging upon ten o'clock.
The Sunday was the thirteenth after Trinity, and the afternoon service at Carriford was nearly over. The people were singing the Evening Hymn. Manston was at church as usual in his accustomed place two seats forward from the large square pew occupied by Miss Aldclyffe and Cytherea.
By this oversight he understood that the arrival of his wife at Carriford Road Station would not be till late in the evening: by the second half of the train, containing the third-class passengers, and passing two hours and three-quarters later than the previous one, by which the lady, as a second-class passenger, would really be brought.
During the day she flitted about the room in an ecstasy of pleasure, packing the things and thinking of an answer which should be worthy of the tender tone of the question, her love bubbling from her involuntarily, like prophesyings from a prophet. In the afternoon Owen went with her to the railway-station, and put her in the train for Carriford Road, the station nearest to Knapwater House.
He said in a quiet tone to the stranger, 'One word with you do you remember a lady lodger of yours of the name of Mrs. Manston? Mr. Brown half closed his eyes at Springrove, somewhat as if he were looking into a telescope at the wrong end. 'I have never let lodgings in my life, he said, after his survey. 'Didn't you attend an inquest a year and a half ago, at Carriford?
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