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"But his wife made mischief, and I was set on having a place of my own. So I stuck to it and married him." She rose abruptly from her seat and began to move restlessly about the room, taking up a book or her knitting from the table, and putting them down again, evidently unconscious of what she was doing. Ellesborough waited.
"'An enemy hath done this," quoted Ellesborough, with an approving smile, as he pointed towards the plain. "But there was a God behind him!" Rachel laughed. "Well, I've got three fields still to get in," she said. "And they're the best. Goodnight." She gave him her hand, standing transfigured in the light, the wind blowing her beautiful hair about her.
When Ellesborough re-entered, he found a white vision, lying in a bare room, from which all traces of ordinary living had been as far as possible cleared away. Only the Christmas roses which Rachel had gathered that afternoon were now on her breast. Her hands were folded over them. Her beautiful hair lay unbound on the pillow Janet's trembling hands had refused to cut it.
When Janet, a doctor, and the Superintendent of Police arrived, it was to find Ellesborough sitting motionless beside the body, while the two girls, a blanched and shivering pair, watched for Janet at the door. "Can you throw any light upon it, Sir?" said the Superintendent, respectfully, at last, when the Doctor had finished his examination, and still Ellesborough did not speak.
For Ellesborough the novelty of this garden England, so elaborately combed and finished in comparison with his own country, was by no means exhausted.
There was something in Janet as in Ellesborough that wooed her heart, that seemed to promise help. But nothing more passed, of importance. Janet, possessed by vague, yet, as they seemed to herself, quite unreasonable anxieties, gave some further scornful account of Dempsey's murder talk, to which Rachel scarcely listened; then she said, as she turned to take up her knitting,
All right. I see you understand. Well, now, how am I to get my money my damages?" She turned away, and went quickly to an old bureau that had been her uncle's. He watched her, exultant. It was all true, then. Dick Tanner had been her lover, and Ellesborough knew nothing.
The black and white softened and refined something overblown and sensuous in her beauty. Her manner, too, had lost its confident, provocative note. Ellesborough had never seen her so adorable, so desirable. But her self-command dictated his.
Ellesborough watched her, now passing into deep shadow, and now brilliantly lit up, as the light of the lantern caught her; overhead, the criss-cross of the arching beams as of some primitive cathedral, centuries old; and on either side the dim forms of the munching cattle, and the pretty movements of the girls busy with their work. "Take care," laughed Rachel as she passed him.
I was so miserable so lonely so weak!" "You didn't love him!" "No but I was alone in the world." "Well, then, tell George Ellesborough he is a reasonable man he would understand." "I can't I can't! I have deceived him up till now by passing as unmarried. If I confess this, too, there will be no chance for me.
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