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'Your husband's case is not a hopeful one, Mrs. Le Breton, he said solemnly, 'but still, a great deal may be done for him. Edie's face brightened visibly. 'With care, his life may be prolonged for many years, I may even say, indeed, quite indefinitely. Edie smiled with joy and gratitude.
Later on in the day, Harry came up and knocked at Edie's door. His mother had told him all about it, and so had Ernest. 'Popsy, he said, kissing her also, 'I congratulate you. I'm so glad about it. Le Breton's the best fellow I know, and I couldn't wish you a better or a kinder husband. You'll have to wait for him, but he's worth waiting for.
Is he in his little bed?" "He's away, darling. Go to sleep." "Why does he go away? Is he coming back again?" "Yes, darling." Anne's voice shook. "Mummy, did you cry when Auntie Edie went away?" Anne kissed her. "Auntie Edie's dead." "Lie still, darling, and let mother go to sleep." Peggy lay still, and Anne went on thinking. There was nothing to be done.
No end to her loving. That was the secret, then, of Edie's peace. Anne meditated upon that, and when she spoke again her voice rang on its vibrating, sub-passionate note. "And you said that I gave you rest. You were different." He made as if he would draw nearer to her, and refrained. The kind heart of Nature was in league with his.
Ernest sallied forth in some perturbation, for his memories of the last occasion when the 'Morning Intelligence' required his aid on important business were far from pleasant ones; but for Edie's sake he felt he must go, and so he went without a murmur. 'Sit down, Le Breton, Mr. Lancaster said slowly when Ernest entered. 'The matter I want to see you about's a very peculiar one.
For if the truth must be told, Edie's first admiring criticism was perfectly correct, and Ernest Le Breton's leader was just for all the world exactly the same as anybody else's. Meanwhile, Arthur Berkeley had stayed behind as requested in Mr. Lancaster's study, and waited to hear what Mr. Lancaster had to say to him.
Henceforth he would not even think of her to himself in that little pet name of his brief Oxford dream: he would call her nothing in his own mind but Mrs. Le Breton. Edie's simple little presents were all arranged in the tiny parlour behind the shop.
When Ernest received the letter in which Dr. Greatrex informed him that he might have the third mastership, he hardly knew how to contain his joy. He kissed Edie a dozen times over in his excitement, and sat up late making plans with her which would have been delightful but for poor Edie's lasting sorrow.
Robert looked at his mistress as she retired into the house, and seeing he was not prohibited, flew to the stable-yard, which was adjacent to the court, in order to yoke the, carriage; for, though an old beggar was the personage least likely to render effectual assistance in a case of pecuniary distress, yet there was among the common people of Edie's circle, a general idea of his prudence and sagacity, which authorized Robert's conclusion that he would not so earnestly have urged the necessity of this expedition had he not been convinced of its utility.
Herbert kissed her darling boy again, and then went forth to make her morning round of calls. Eddy returned to the nursery, strong in his purpose, to be a good boy, as he had promised. "Such a dear little picture-book as mamma is going to bring me home," he said to nurse, as he leaned his arms against her, and looked up into her face. "Oh! won't I be so glad. It's to be just like cousin Edie's.
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