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Miss Monro fondled and purred inarticulately through her tears over her recovered darling, before she could speak intelligibly enough to tell her that Canon Livingstone had come straight to see her immediately on his return to East Chester, and had suggested her journey to Hellingford, in order that she might be of all the comfort she could to Ellinor.
Johnson's house in Hellingford that afternoon, she found Miss Monro was there, and that she had been with much difficulty restrained by Mr. Johnson from following her to London.
She dressed herself with the dainty completeness so habitual to her that it had become an unconscious habit, and then the instinct was irrepressible she put on her bonnet and shawl, and went down, past the servant on her knees cleaning the doorstep, out into the fresh open air; and so she found her way down the High Street to Hellingford Castle, the building in which the courts of assize were held the prison in which Dixon lay condemned to die.
For, indeed, her endurance, her patience, was strained almost to snapping; yet at Hellingford station, where doubtless they could have told her the truth, she dared not ask the question. It was past eight o'clock at night. In many houses in the little country town there were unusual lights and sounds.
"But I must go sooner!" said Ellinor, starting up. "I must go; please help me. He may be tried before I can get there!" "Alas! I fear that will be the case, whatever haste you make. The trial was to come on at the Hellingford Assizes, and that town stands first on the Midland Circuit list. To-day is the 27th of February; the assizes begin on the 7th of March."
Livingstone for a "courier," as he had several times called himself. "Where now?" said the canon, as they approached the London Bridge station. "To the Great Western," said she; "Hellingford is on that line, I see. But, please, now we must part." "Then I may not go with you to Hellingford?
Then she went into the adjoining churchyard, and sitting down upon a tombstone, she gazed idly at the view spread below her a view which was considered as the lion of the place, to be shown to all strangers by the inhabitants of Hellingford. Ellinor did not see it, however; she only saw the blackness of that fatal night, the hurried work the lanterns glancing to and fro.
There was no electric telegraph in those days; at every station Ellinor put her head out, and enquired if the murder trial at Hellingford was ended. Some porters told her one thing, some another, in their hurry; she felt that she could not rely on them. "Drive to Mr. Johnson's in the High street quick, quick. I will give you half-a-crown if you will go quick."
At any rate, you will allow me to go with you to the railway station, and do my last office as courier in getting you your ticket and placing you in the carriage." So they went together to the station, and learnt that no train was leaving for Hellingford for two hours. There was nothing for it but to go to the hotel close by, and pass away the time as best they could.
Let us know always whenever you come; and Lady Corbet shall call on you. Indeed, I wish you'd let me bring her to see you to-day." "Thank you. I am going straight back to Hellingford; at least, as soon as you can get me the pardon for Dixon." He half smiled at her ignorance. "The pardon must be sent to the sheriff, who holds the warrant for his execution.
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