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As Lady Cecilia was a great deal with her husband riding or walking, Helen had opportunities of being much alone with Lady Davenant, who now gave her a privilege that she had enjoyed in former times at Cecilhurst, that of entering her apartment in the morning at all hours without fear of being considered an intruder.
Cecilia told Helen that she had seen Lord Castlefort, but that he was not Lord Castlefort, or likely to be Lord Castlefort, at that time; and she bade her guess, among all she could recollect having ever seen at Cecilhurst, who the man of Louisa's choice could be. Lady Katrine, with infinite forbearance, smiled, and gave no hint, while Helen guessed and guessed in vain.
"Bad arrangement which separates mother and daughter." "At that time," continued Helen, "there was always a great deal of company at Cecilhurst. Lord Davenant was one of the ministers then. I believe I know he saw a great many political people, and Lady Davenant was forced to be always with them talking." "Talking! yes, yes!" said Mr.
Do you recollect how gay she was when first we came to Cecilhurst? and even last year, when she had hopes of her uncle's recovery, and when he talked of taking her to London, how she enjoyed the thoughts of going there! The world was bright before her then.
Of this, however, he had not enough of the sympathy or penetration of feeling to be aware. The party now at Clarendon Park consisted chiefly of young people. Among them were two cousins of Lady Cecilia's, whom Helen had known at Cecilhurst before they went abroad, while she was still almost a child. Lady Katrine Hawksby, the elder, was several years older than Cecilia.
Cecilia's beauty and grace were of all societies, and the general was glad for Lady Davenant's sake and proud for his own part, to receive these distinguished persons at his house. Helen had seen some of them before at Cecilhurst and at the Deanery.
Even the altered, dry, and almost acrid tone in which Lady Davenant spoke, and the expression of disappointment in her countenance were, as marks of strong affection, deeply gratifying to Helen. Lady Davenant went on. "Was not Cecilhurst always a home to you, Helen Stanley?" "Yes, yes, always a most happy home!" "Then why is not Cecilhurst to be your home?"
Collingwood, "they can hardly have heard of the poor dean's death." The Davenants were the great people of this part of the country; their place, Cecilhurst, was close to the deanery and to the vicarage, but they were not known to the Collingwoods, who had come to Cecilhurst during the dean's absence abroad. "And here is Mrs. Wilmot too," continued Mrs.
"Then certainly it is so," said Helen; and she came to the joyful conclusion that they must all be on their way home: "Dear Lady Davenant coming to Cecilhurst again!" Lady Cecilia, "the fair bride," had been Helen's most intimate friend; they had been when children much together, for the deanery was so close to Cecilhurst, that the shrubbery opened into the park.
She opened the other letters, written since their arrival in England, she read eagerly on, then stopped, and her looks changed. "Lady Davenant is not coming to Cecilhurst. Lord Davenant is to be sent ambassador to Petersburgh, and Lady Davenant will go along with him! Oh! there is an end of everything, I shall never see her again!
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