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But strange events have happened. If you cannot come here at once, go to Lord Loring. He will tell you everything." Tenth Extract. London, 2d May, 1864. Mrs. Eyrecourt's telegram reached me just after Doctor Wybrow had paid his first professional visit to Penrose, at the hotel. I had hardly time to feel relieved by the opinion of the case which he expressed, before my mind was upset by Mrs.
But I had deserved to suffer; and I did suffer, when I heard that Miss Eyrecourt's mother and her two friends took her away from you with her own entire approval at the church door, and restored her to society, without a stain on her reputation. How the Brussels marriage was kept a secret, I could not find out.
This characteristic proposal was entirely thrown away on Stella. She was absorbed in pursuing her own train of thought. "I almost wish I had told Lewis," she said to herself absently. "Told him of what, my dear?" "Of what happened to me with Winterfield." Mrs. Eyrecourt's faded eyes opened wide in astonishment. "Do you really mean it?" she asked. "I do, indeed."
I have been presented to Miss Eyrecourt's mother, and I am invited to drink tea with her on Wednesday. My next letter may tell you what Penrose ought to have discovered whether Romayne has been already entrapped into a marriage engagement or not. Farewell for the present.
For the rest, she proposed to call on me at the hotel the next morning. She and her mother, it appeared, differed in opinion on the subject of Mr. Romayne's behavior to her; and she wished to see me, in the first instance, unrestrained by Mrs. Eyrecourt's interference. There was little sleep for me that night. I passed most of the time in smoking and walking up and down the room.
They are separated forever. March 3. I have just seen the landlord of the hotel; he can help me to answer one of Mrs. Eyrecourt's questions. A nephew of his holds some employment at the Jesuit headquarters here, adjoining their famous church Il Gesu. I have requested the young man to ascertain if Father Benwell is still in Rome without mentioning me.
You see, I hope, that if I maintain a passive position, it is not from indolence or discouragement. Now we may get on. After an interval of a few days more I decided on making further inquiries at Mrs. Eyrecourt's house. This time, when I left my card, I sent a message, asking if the lady could receive me. Shall I own my weakness?
I feel no sort of interest in Romayne I might even say I feel a downright antipathy toward him. But I have no wish to appear insensible to the banker's kindness, and my reception at St. Germain depends greatly on the attention I show to Mrs. Eyrecourt's request.
"A visitor," he began and suddenly drew back, without saying a word more. Romayne looked out, and recognized his wife. "Excuse me for one moment," he said, "it is Mrs. Romayne." On that morning an improvement in the fluctuating state of Mrs. Eyrecourt's health had given Stella another of those opportunities of passing an hour or two with her husband, which she so highly prized.
I was particularly struck you know it, of course? by Beaupark House." Mrs. Eyrecourt's little twinging eyes suddenly became still and steady. It was only for a moment. But that trifling change boded ill for the purpose which the priest had in view. Even the wits of a fool can be quickened by contact with the world. For many years Mrs.
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