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"To take a dislike to people is no just cause for accusing them of crime," he interrupted. "Decima, you are not like yourself to-day." "Do you suppose that it is my dislike which caused me to suspect him. No, Lionel. I seem to see people and their motives very clearly; and I do honestly believe" she dropped her voice still lower "that Dr. West is a man capable of almost anything.
You have your fowl to-day," continued Jan, taking himself off the table to depart; "or a duck, if you fancy it's more savoury; and if West comes in while you are eating it, tell him I ordered it. He can't grumble at me for doctoring you." Decima left the room with Jan. Lucy Tempest went to the window, threw it open, drew an easy-chair, with its cushions, near to it, and then returned to the sofa.
"She wiped her hands on her apron," said Lucy simply. "She had a nice face: I liked it." "I beg, my dear, that in future you will ring for Thérèse," emphatically returned Lady Verner, in her discomposure. "She understands that she is to wait upon you. Thérèse is my maid, and her time is not half occupied. Decima exacts very little of her.
"Decima is sure to be at some work or other for Jan," was the answer, the asperity of Lady Verner's tone not decreasing. "He turns the house nearly upside down with his wants. Now a pan of broth must be made for some wretched old creature; now a jug of beef tea; now a bran poultice must be got; now some linen cut up for bandages. Jan's excuse is that he can't get anything done at Dr. West's.
"I should have resigned it when my wife died, but that that Decima wished me to remain in Deerham until her marriage," he concluded after some perceptible hesitation. "What has Deerham done to you that you want to quit it?" asked John Massingbird. "I would have left Deerham years ago, had it been practicable," was the remark of Lionel. "I ask you why?" "Why?
West well enough to have him," was Miss Verner's answer. "See! I don't think I can walk." She took her foot out of the basin, and attempted to try. But for Lionel she would have fallen; and her naturally pale face became paler from the pain. "And you say you will not have Dr. West!" he cried, gently putting her into the chair again. "You must allow me to judge for you, Decima."
Decima very much wished me to remain until her marriage; and I did not see my way particularly clear to embark in a new course of life. I do not see it yet." "Why should you go?" asked Lucy. "Because I because it is expedient that I should, for many reasons," he answered. "You do not like to remain subservient to John Massingbird?" "It is not that. I have got over that.
"You will go with me then, Lionel?" He shook his head, telling his mother she must excuse him: it was not his intention to be present. Sibylla continued in a remarkably quiet, not to say affable, temper all day. Lionel was out, but returned home to dinner. By and by Lady Verner and Decima retired to dress. Lucy went up with Decima, and Lionel remained with his wife.
A carriage, apparently closely shut up, so far as she could see in the dusk, its coachman and footman attending it, was bowling rapidly down towards the village. "There's Sir Rufus Hautley's carriage," said Lucy. "I suppose he is going out to dinner." Decima drew to the window and looked out. The carriage came sweeping round the point, and turned on its road to the village, as they supposed.
I thought you knew it? Jan came here the day you arrived don't you remember it, when he had the pins in his shirt? Decima had invited him to dinner, and he came in ten minutes before it, and called me out of the room here, where I was with Lucy. The first thing he did was to tumble into my lap a roll of bank-notes, which he had been to Heartburg to get.
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