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Olive felt cheerful as the day; and as for Christal, she was perpetually running in and out, making the wonderful discoveries of a young damsel who had never in all her life seen the real country. She longed for a ramble, and would not let Olive rest until the exploit was determined on.
Vanbrugh's dinner, and all things else, in making a few charitable arrangements, which resulted in a comfortable tea for little Christal and "ma mie." Sleep had again overpowered the sick woman, who appeared to be slowly dying of that anomalous disease called decline, in which the mind is the chief agent of the body's decay.
Olive's answer was stopped by the appearance of Christal, followed by one of the young Fludyer boys, with whom she had become a first-rate favourite. Her fearless frankness, her exuberant spirits, tempered only by her anxiety to appear always "the grand lady," made her a welcome guest at Farnwood Hall.
Ere the prescribed time had quite expired, Miss Vanbrugh announced that all was arranged for their leaving Woodford Cottage. Her brother had nothing to do but to pack up his easels and his pictures; and this duty was quite absorbing enough to one who had no existence beyond his painting-room. There was one insuperable difficulty, which perplexed Meliora. What was to be done with Christal Manners?
That moment, at the suddenly-opened door there stood Christal Manners! Like a vision, she came and passed. Lyle never saw her at all. But Olive did; and when the young man had departed, amidst all her own agitation, there flashed before her, as it were an omen of some woe to come that livid face, lit with its eyes of fire.
May God forgive us both! God, in whose presence we shall both be, when you, our daughter, read this record. And may He bless you evermore, prays your loving father, "Angus Rothesay. "Celia Manners was her name. Her child she called Christal." It ceased this voice from the ten years' silent grave of Angus Rothesay.
Here Christal stopped, blushed a little; and half-turning aside, hid further in her bosom a little ornament which occasionally peeped out a silver cross and beads. Then she said in a somewhat less angry tone, "You are right; tell me all your mind." "I think, then, that though your income is sufficient to give you independence, it cannot provide you with luxuries.
I am beginning to be very wise in crime, you see! and she laughed frightfully. 'But it matters not what is done by my mother's child. I will go. "'You shall, I said, gravely, 'to the care of my friend, Lady Arundale. It will be enough for her to hear that you come from Harbury, and are known to me. "Christal resisted no more.
Following her old master's example, she was continually making studies from life for the picture on which she was engaged. She took a pleasure in filling it with idealised heads, of which the originals had place in her own warm affections. Christal was there, with her gracefully-turned throat, and the singular charm of her black eyes and fair hair.
The circumstance was by no means improbable, and it had evidently been strongly impressed on Christal by the woman she called ma mie. Whatever relationship there was between them, it could not be the maternal one. Miss Vanbrugh could not believe in the possibility of a mother thus voluntarily renouncing her own child. Miss Meliora put Christal to board with an old servant of hers for a few weeks.
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