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He casually glanced round upon the nearly deserted platform, and was hurrying to the outlet, when his eyes fell upon Edward. At sight of his friend he was quite bewildered, and could not speak. 'Here I am, Mr. Graye, said Edward cheerfully. 'I have seen Cytherea, and she has been waiting for you these two or three hours. Owen took Edward's hand, pressed it, and looked at him in silence.
'At any rate, he said, as he took his leave and mounted his mare, 'I will see about it. Rest content, Miss Graye, and depend upon it that I will not lead you into difficulty. 'Conceal it, she still pleaded. 'We'll see but of course I must do my duty. 'No don't do your duty! She looked up at him through the gloom, illuminating her own face and eyes with the candle she held.
The vehicle came nearer, and arrived opposite Owen's door, when the driver pulled the rein and gave a shout, and the panting and sweating horses stopped. 'Miss Aldclyffe's carriage! they all exclaimed. Owen went out. 'Is Miss Graye at home? said the man. 'A note for her, and I am to wait for an answer. Cytherea read in the handwriting of the Rector of Carriford:
They pitied her success, why, they could not tell, except that it was because she seemed to stand more like a statue than Cytherea Graye. Yet she was prettily and carefully dressed; a strange contradiction in a man's idea of things a saddening, perplexing contradiction. Are there any points in which a difference of sex amounts to a difference of nature? Then this is surely one.
This that the day Miss Graye wrote to me, saying it was better that we should part, coincided with the day she had seen a certain man 'A remarkably handsome and talented man. 'Yes, I admit that. 'And that it coincided with the hour just subsequent to her seeing him. 'Yes, just when she had seen him. 'And been to his house alone with him. 'It is nothing.
'DEAR MISS GRAYE, Miss Aldclyffe is ill, though not dangerously. She continually repeats your name, and now wishes very much to see you. If you possibly can, come in the carriage. Very sincerely yours, JOHN RAUNHAM. 'How comes she ill? Owen inquired of the coachman. 'She caught a violent cold by standing out of doors in the damp, on the night the steward ran away.
'You must remember, she added more suasively, 'that Miss Graye has a perfect right to do what she likes with her own her heart, that is to say. Her descent from irritation was caused by perceiving that Edward's faith was really disturbed by her strong assertions, and it gratified her. Edward's thoughts flew to his father, and the object of his interview with her.
Come, go on. Considering that Cytherea possessed at least five times as much of that valuable auxiliary to woman's beauty as the lady before her, there was at the same time some excuse for Miss Aldclyffe's outburst. She remembered herself, however, and said more quietly, 'Now then, Graye By-the-bye, what do they call you downstairs? 'Mrs. Graye, said the handmaid.
She wore an elegant dark jacket, lavender dress, hat with grey strings and trimmings, and gloves of a colour to harmonize. She lightly walked up the side passage of the room, cast a slight glance around, and entered the seat pointed out to her. The young girl was Cytherea Graye; her age was now about eighteen.
At the first opening of the doors, Graye left the church and wandered away into the fields to ponder on another scheme. He could not call on Farmer Springrove, as he had intended, until this matter was set at rest. Two hours intervened between the morning and afternoon services.
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