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But the injured wife's project of going to face her recreant husband, and demanding to be acknowledged as the lawful mistress of Heathdale, must be defeated at any cost, and the wily woman immediately set about accomplishing her object. "Ah, my poor child!" she began, assuming a sympathetic tone, "one cannot blame you for just indignation at having been so deeply wronged.
"Lady Heath!" exclaimed Virgie, starting up and turning a very astonished face first upon one and then the other. "What do you mean? I do not understand." "Haven't you told her?" Mr. Abbot asked of the young man. Sir William shook his head, with a smile. "Told me what, papa?" "That our friend here is Sir William Heath, of Heathdale, and an English baronet."
Virgie arose without a word, and taking a velvet album from the table, opened it to certain picture and laid it before her companion. Mrs. Farnum uttered a cry of despair as her glance fell upon the handsome, upturned face. "Yes, that is a picture of Sir William Heath, of Heathdale; there can be no mistake," she confessed, with a perfectly rigid face. "But, Mrs. oh, madam I am simply stunned!"
As sure as there is a just God, I am Sir William Heath's lawful wife, and He will vindicate me. My child is his daughter, and the heiress of Heathdale, and Margaret Stanhope has been shamefully betrayed. I shall never allow such a crime to prevail.
Over the library there is a lovely suite of rooms, commanding a wide expanse of meadow and upland a scene that is like a picture all the time which will henceforth be devoted to the use of the future lady of Heathdale." "Heathdale! What a pretty name!"
Whether Lady Linton had been the cause of it to further her schemes, or whether some strange fatality had occasioned the mistake, it would be difficult to say, but the paragraph read: "Married: On the 28th instant, in the Heath Chapel, Sir William Heath, of Heathdale, to Miss Margaret Stanhope, only daughter of the late Sidney Stanhope."
Then she had heard that story of the engagement to Margaret Stanhope, then the account of the marriage at Heathdale, by Lady Linton, who appeared entirely ignorant of her existence even; and taking all this into consideration, together with the notice which had appeared in the paper sent to Mrs. Farnum she felt obliged to accept the fact of Sir William's intentional treachery and desertion.
He was sitting at the breakfast-table in the large, sunny dining-room at Heathdale, while the open and empty mail-bag lay upon the table beside him. There were several letters scattered around his plate, but these were unheeded, while the anxious, perplexed look on the baronet's fine face told that he was deeply troubled about something.
He would prove his love for her, and he would win her again, even though the dread decree had been pronounced, bring her back with him to Heathdale, and they would be happy yet. And his child the precious little one whom he had never seen his heart cried out for her with an uncontrollable yearning his baby! his miniature Virgie!
She had learned that the Farnums were English, but upon discovering that their home was a long distance from Heathdale Mr.
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