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Nearly two hours afterward, I heard the chaise stop at the door, and ran out, impatient to hear how my sweet girl had received my letter. God help us all! When I opened the door, the first person whom I saw was Euneece herself. One surprise followed another, after I had encountered Euneece at the door.
But somehow she was not like her old self again, yet. "You good little soul, you are always right. Look at me again, Euneece. Are you beginning to doubt me? Oh, my darling, don't do that! It isn't using me fairly. I can't bear it I can't bear it!" I took her hand; I was on the point of speaking to her with the kindness she deserved from me.
My object was to recall that base young man to his duty to my dear charming injured Euneece. The hotel servant told me that Mr. Dunboyne had gone out. Oh, I had the means of persuasion in my pocket! The man directed me to the park, as he had already directed Mr. Dunboyne. It was only when I had found the place, that I heard some one behind me.
The faint rustling of Helena's dress as she left her room reached us in the silence. I remained at the open door of the dining-room, and Maria approached and stood near me. We were both frightened. Euneece stepped forward, and stood on the mat at the foot of the stairs, waiting. Her back was toward me; I could only see that she was as still as a statue. The rustling of the dress came nearer.
Gracedieu's life. Isn't that very remarkable, Euneece? You don't seem to see it you funny child! Pray pay particular attention to what comes next. These are the closing sentences in my friend's letter: "'If you find anything new to tell me which relates to this interesting subject, direct your letter as before provided you write within a week from the present time.
It was too terrible to think of Euneece in the same house with her sister. Her life might be in danger! Philip gave me a look, a dreadful ghastly look. "If you refuse," he said wildly, "the grave won't hold me. I'll haunt you for the rest of your life." "She shall hear that you are ill," I answered and ran out of the room before he could speak again. What I had promised to write, I did write.
"I know, dearest Euneece, that we have only been acquainted for a day or two and that I ought not perhaps to have expected you to confide in me so soon. Can I trust you not to betray me if I set an example of confidence? Ah, I see I can trust you! And, my dear, I do so enjoy telling secrets to a friend. Hush! Your father, your excellent father, has been talking to me about young Mr. Dunboyne."
With the telegram in my hand I knocked softly at Philip's door. The voice that bade me come in was the gentle voice that I knew so well. Philip was sleeping. There, by his bedside, with his hand resting in her hand, was Euneece, so completely restored to her own sweet self that I could hardly believe what I had seen, not an hour since.
Miss Jillgall's keen observation noticed the impression that had been produced upon me. "Mr. Dunboyne's name seems to surprise you." she said. "This is the first time I have heard you mention it," I answered. She looked as if she could hardly believe me. "Surely you must have heard the name," she said, "when I told you about poor Euneece?" "No." "Well, then, Mr. Gracedieu must have mentioned it?"
We had something to talk about which still dwells disagreeably on my mind. Miss Jillgall began it. "If I trust you, dearest Euneece, with my own precious secrets, shall I never, never, never live to repent it?" I told my good little friend that she might depend on me, provided her secrets did no harm to any person whom I loved.
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