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Heddegan immediately at her back. Her mother had been so didactic that she had felt herself absolutely unable to broach the subjects in the centre of her mind. The familiar room, with the dark ceiling, the well-spread table, the old chairs, had never before spoken so eloquently of the times ere she knew or had heard of Charley Stow.
Wishing not to lose customers, the landlady earnestly continued that since he was bent on having the best room, perhaps the other gentleman would not object to move at once into the one they despised, since, though nothing could be seen from the window, the room was equally large. 'Well, if he doesn't care for a view, said Mr. Heddegan, with the air of a highly artistic man who did.
Her name and Charles's stood indelibly written in the registers; and though a month only had passed as yet it was a wonder that his clandestine union with her had not already been discovered by his friends. Thus spurring herself to the inevitable, she spoke to Heddegan. 'David, come indoors. I have something to tell you. He hardly regarded her at first.
They had been amongst the few acquaintances of Heddegan who knew nothing of his secret, and were indignant enough when they saw such a ready-made household foisted upon their only child. But she would not support them in their remonstrances. 'No, you don't yet know all, she said. Thus Baptista had sense enough to see the retributive fairness of this issue.
'Then it is something you have heard from home, my dear. Baptista was silent for a few moments. 'It is Mr Heddegan, she murmured. 'Him they used to call David Heddegan before he got his money. 'And who is the Mr Heddegan they used to call David? 'An old bachelor at Giant's Town, St Maria's, with no relations whatever, who lives about a stone's throw from father's.
Mr Heddegan forgave the coldness of his bride's manner during and after the wedding ceremony, full well aware that there had been considerable reluctance on her part to acquiesce in this neighbourly arrangement, and, as a philosopher of long standing, holding that whatever Baptista's attitude now, the conditions would probably be much the same six months hence as those which ruled among other married couples.
They retreated, muttering something; but she went to the back of the house, where David Heddegan was. She looked at him, unconscious of all. The case was serious; she knew that well; and all the more serious in that she liked him better now than she had done at first. Yet, as she herself began to see, the secret was one that was sure to disclose itself.
Mrs Trewthen and her daughter went together along the Giant's Walk, or promenade, to the house, rather in advance of her husband and Mr Heddegan, who talked in loud tones which reached the women over their shoulders. Some would have called Mrs Trewthen a good mother; but though well meaning she was maladroit, and her intentions missed their mark.
Once you'd done with the railway, of course, you seemed quite at home. Well, Baptista, conduct yourself seemly, and all will be well. Thus admonished, Baptista entered the house, her father and Mr Heddegan immediately at her back. Her mother had been so didactic that she had felt herself absolutely unable to broach the subjects in the centre of her mind.
Wishing not to lose customers, the landlady earnestly continued that since he was bent on having the best room, perhaps the other gentleman would not object to move at once into the one they despised, since, though nothing could be seen from the window, the room was equally large. 'Well, if he doesn't care for a view, said Mr Heddegan, with the air of a highly artistic man who did.
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