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Cartlett was not loath to agree to this, and they parted he proceeding to the shed where malting processes were being exhibited, and Arabella in the direction taken by Jude and Sue. Before, however, she had regained their wake a laughing face met her own, and she was confronted by Anny, the friend of her girlhood. Anny had burst out in hearty laughter at the mere fact of the chance encounter.
"I came here to-day never thinking of anybody but poor Cartlett, or of anything but spreading the Gospel by means of this new tabernacle they've begun this afternoon. But something has happened to turn my mind another way quite. Anny, I've heard of un again, and I've seen HER!" "Who?" "I've heard of Jude, and I've seen his wife.
John's Church, Waterloo Road, under the names, "CARTLETT DONN"; the united pair being Arabella and the inn-keeper. "Well, it is satisfactory," said Sue complacently. "Though, after this, it seems rather low to do likewise, and I am glad. However, she is provided for now in a way, I suppose, whatever her faults, poor thing. It is nicer that we are able to think that, than to be uneasy about her.
They sauntered on, but had barely entered the town when her attention was attracted by a young couple leading a child, who had come out from the second platform, into which the train from Aldbrickham had steamed. They were walking just in front of the inn-keepers. "Sakes alive!" said Arabella. "What's that?" said Cartlett. "Who do you think that couple is? Don't you recognize the man?" "No."
On his arrival at the Three Horns, Arabella had looked him over with an expression that was as good as saying, "You are very much what I expected you to be," had given him a good meal, a little money, and, late as it was getting, dispatched him to Jude by the next train, wishing her husband Cartlett, who was out, not to see him.
In the pause there was a knock at the door, and the chambermaid brought in a telegram for "Mrs. Cartlett." Arabella opened it as she lay, and her ruffled look disappeared. "I am much obliged to you for your anxiety about me," she said blandly when the maid had gone; "but it is not necessary you should feel it.
Sue changed colour and recognized Arabella through the crape veil. "How are you, Mrs. Cartlett?" she said stiffly. And then perceiving Arabella's garb her voice grew sympathetic in spite of herself. "What? you have lost " "My poor husband. Yes. He died suddenly, six weeks ago, leaving me none too well off, though he was a kind husband to me.
I would have him with me here in a moment, but he is not old enough to be of any use in the bar nor will be for years and years, and naturally Cartlett might think him in the way. They have, however, packed him off to me in charge of some friends who happened to be coming home, and I must ask you to take him when he arrives, for I don't know what to do with him.
It was two hours later on the same day that Anny and Mrs. Cartlett, having had tea at the Temperance Hotel, started on their return journey across the high and open country which stretches between Kennetbridge and Alfredston. Arabella was in a thoughtful mood; but her thoughts were not of the new chapel, as Anny at first surmised. "No it is something else," at last said Arabella sullenly.
Arabella whispered to herself morosely, as she rejoined her companions, with whom she preserved a preoccupied silence. Anny meanwhile had jokingly remarked to Vilbert on Arabella's hankering interest in her first husband. "Now," said the physician to Arabella, apart; "do you want anything such as this, Mrs. Cartlett?
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