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Updated: June 18, 2025
And this as old Betts had only that afternoon told him was the lady engaged to his own superior officer, Captain Ellesborough, the Commandant of Ralstone Camp, whom he heartily admired, and stood in considerable awe of! His vanity, of which he possessed so large a share, was much tickled; but, also, his feelings were touched. "Why, of course, ma'am, won't say anything. I didn't mean any harm."
But, after all, when it was told, what could Ellesborough do but pity her? take her in his arms and comfort her for those awful years and her lost child? The tears rained down her cheeks. He loved her! She was certain of that. When he had once heard the story, he could not forsake her! She already saw the pity in his deep grey eyes; she already felt his honest, protecting arms about her.
And the wages! it's sinful!" "We're supposed only to be fighting a war, Hastings," said Ellesborough with a smile as they walked on together. "But all the time there's revolution going on beside it all over the world!" Hastings made a face. "Right you are, captain. And how's it going to work out?" "Don't ask me!" laughed Ellesborough "we've all got to sit tight and hope for the best.
"Give him more brandy if you can, and try and keep him still," said Ellesborough as he rose to his feet. "I shall be back directly." Her glance answered. By this time there was commotion below, the engine had stopped working and men were running up the hill. Ellesborough went bounding down the steep slope to meet them.
At least, it led naturally to talk about things and feelings more real and intimate than generally haunt the first steps. And in this talk each found the other more and more congenial. Ellesborough was now half amused, half touched, by the mixture of childishness and maturity in Rachel.
But something must happen. As she was dressing by candle-light in the winter dawn, her thoughts were rushing forward leaping some unexplored obstacles lying in the foreground to a possible marriage before Ellesborough went to France; just a quiet walk to a registry office, without any fuss or any witness but Janet.
You know, of course, I could give you in charge to-morrow, or I could get Captain Ellesborough to do it. And I will unless you give me your solemn promise to leave this place, to go out of my life altogether, and stop molesting me in this scandalous way. Now, of course, I understand who it is that has been prowling about the farm all these weeks.
She called herself a coward, and a fool and then as she leant her head against the side of her bed, the tears ran down her face, and her heart cried out for Ellesborough. "How can I go on lying to him now and all my life?" It was the same cry as before, but more intense, more passionate with every day's living.
The progress of the affair with Ellesborough made on Janet a curious and rather sinister impression, which she could hardly explain to herself. She seemed to see that Ellesborough's suit steadily advanced; that Rachel made no real attempt to resist his power over her. But all the same there was no happy, spontaneous growth in it.
And when the speech was over, amid a hurricane of enthusiasm, when the resolution had been put and carried, and the bells in the old church-tower began to ring out a deafening joy-peal above the dispersing crowd, he saw the American officer jump down from the speaker's wagon and return to Miss Henderson. Steps were brought, and Captain Ellesborough handed out the ladies.
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