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So he made the true reply, and asked who had presented the prescription. The chemist called to his assistant to come forward. "Did you tell me that you knew, by sight, the young lady who brought this prescription?" The assistant admitted it. "Did you tell me she was Miss Helena Gracedieu?" "I did." "Are you sure of not having made any mistake?" "Quite sure."
I kept my manuscript copy here it is: From Miss Elizabeth Chance to the Rev. Abel Gracedieu. "DEAR SIR You have, I hope, not quite forgotten the interesting conversation that we had last year in the Governor's rooms. I am afraid I spoke a little flippantly at the time; but I am sure you will believe me when I say that this was out of no want of respect to yourself.
I said, 'Are you fond of him? She said, 'Madly in love with him, my dear. My little friend really thinks you like her, and is very proud of it. There are some people who call her ugly. I hope you don't agree with them?" I believe I should have lied again, if Mr. Gracedieu had not called me to the bedside. "How does she strike you?" he whispered, eagerly.
Gracedieu's cousin had better drop the subject, unless she was bent on making her presence in the house unendurable to the Reverend Mr. Gracedieu himself. I write it with a sense of humiliation; Miss Jillgall listened attentively to all I had to say and then took me completely by surprise.
He would, in all probability, conclude that I knew more of the woman than he did. I decided on keeping my own counsel, for the present at least. Passing at once, therefore, to the one consideration of any importance, I endeavored to find out whether Mr. Gracedieu and Mrs.
If Helena's vindictive purpose had been already accomplished and if Mr. Gracedieu left me no alternative but to present his unworthy wife in her true character I can honestly say that I dreaded the consequences, not as they might affect myself, but as they might affect my unhappy friend in his enfeebled state of body and mind. When I entered his room, he was still in bed.
"P. S. Please address: Miss E. Chance, Poste Restante, St. Martin's-le-Grand, London." "From the Rev. Abel Gracedieu to Miss Chance. "MADAM The brief conversation to which your letter alludes, took place at an accidental meeting between us. I then saw you for the first time, and I have not seen you since.
We have had no pursuit worthy the name. It is evident to me that they have calculated the deserts of Master Galors at Malbank, and put it at our figure. Nevertheless, I am glad to be at Gracedieu, for I had decided upon it before ever we met and drubbed that monk. For it would seem that a man can do without a body, but by no means without a soul.
Philip Dunboyne is married to Miss Eunice Gracedieu. Placed meanwhile under the care of Miss Selina Jillgall." Why is this mysterious letter to be sent to Philip's father? I wonder whether that circumstance will puzzle you as it has puzzled me. I have kept my report back, so as to send you the last news relating to Philip's state of health.
No wise man expects to be mercifully treated, when he is shut into a carriage with a mature single lady, inflamed by curiosity. I was not unprepared for Miss Jillgall when she alluded, for the second time, to the sad events which had happened in the house on the previous day and especially to the destruction by Mr. Gracedieu of the portrait of his wife.
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