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"I shall call at ten o'clock to-morrow to deliver your letter," said Gordon, as he stood hat in hand. "I shall be glad to see you, Mr. Leigh." He shook hands with her and with Mr. Manning, to whom she had introduced him, and left the box. Sir Roger Percival gave his arm to Mrs. Andrews, and the editor drew Edna's cloak over her shoulders, took her hand and led her down the steps.
and the splendor of the Italian night spoke to Edna's soul, as the glory of the sunset had done some years before, when she sat in the dust in the pine glades at Le Bocage; and she grew calm once more, while out of the blue depths of the starlit sea came a sacred voice, that said to her aching heart: "Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you; not as the world giveth, give I unto you.
She looked preoccupied and troubled, and as soon as the meal was over she begged Bessie to amuse herself, as she had some important business to settle, and left the room. Bessie passed a solitary afternoon; but though her book was interesting her attention often wandered. She was sure something was seriously wrong, and she felt vaguely unhappy on Edna's account. She could not forget Mr.
Edna I'm afraid Edna's lost to you, Boy." Dunham remained with his elbow on his desk, where he had rested it after Judge Trent's startling introduction. The latter waited a moment, regarding the back of the other's head. "Sylvia says Edna's engagement is to be announced at a dinner to-night." "Edna engaged?" "Yes, and to a Britisher." Judge Trent's subdued tone suddenly became violent.
"Really I do not know what we shall all do next spring when she gets married, for she is the life and soul of everything;" for none of the girls had noticed that the diamond ring was missing on Edna's finger; some brilliant emerald and ruby rings had replaced it.
As the gentle cow recognized and looked at her, with an expression almost human in the mild, liquid eyes, all the events of that last serene evening swept back to Edna's deadened memory, and, leaning her head on Brindle's horns, she shed the first tears that had flowed for her great loss, while sobs, thick and suffocating, shook her feeble, emaciated frame.
Edna's fingers closed spasmodically over each other, but she laughed as she answered: "How then dare you betray her confidence? Mr. Leigh, how long will you remain in New York?" "I shall leave to-morrow, unless I have reason to hope that a longer visit will give you pleasure. I came here solely to see you."
"I don't want to open up that affair of Sylvia's mother again, but there's always the possibility that something may happen. You know Edna's dead, but there's always a chance that Sylvia's father may turn up. It's not likely; but there's no telling about such things; and it wouldn't be quite fair for you to leave her unprepared if it should happen."
"I'm going to paint such a lovely picture of you this summer, dear," she said, studying his face fondly. "Of me? Oh, no." "Oh, yes. I won't admit that any one else can paint such a likeness of you as I can." "I hear good reports of your work." "My own reports?" she laughed. "No. Calvin's, Edna's, Mr. Dunham's." "John's, Mr. Dunham's?" Thinkright's answer was rather slow in coming, she thought.
Knowing you both as I do, and wishing to save you future disappointment, I should, even were you my own son, certainly tell you. Gordon, you will never be Edna's husband, because intellectually she is your superior. She feels this, and will not marry one to whose mind her own does not bow in reverence.
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