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The mental question arrested the footsteps of Miss Loring, ere she had proceeded five paces from the door of her chamber. "Is not what imprudent?" was answered back in her thoughts. "What folly is this!" she said, in self-rebuke, and passed onward. "Miss Loring!" There was too much feeling in Hendrickson's manner. But its repression, under the circumstances, was impossible. "Mr. Hendrickson!"
After rising from her knees, Miss Loring, over whose spirit a deep quietude had fallen, re-opened Hendrickson's letter and read it again; and not once only but many times, until every word and sentence were written on her memory.
The patiently enduring oftenest bear the most. THE efforts which were made to save Miss Loring, only had the effect to render the sacrifice more acutely painful. Evil instead of good followed Mrs. Denison's appeals to Mr. Dexter. They served but to arouse the demon jealousy in his heart. Upon Hendrickson's movements he set the wariest surveillance.
Don't you see how such an act would depress her? Don't you see that, in gaining her, you would sacrifice the brightest jewel in her crown of womanhood?" "Does Mrs. De Lisle know her views on this subject?" he asked. "Yes." A quick flush mantled Hendrickson's face. "Well, what are they?" He questioned eagerly, and in a husky voice. "She reads the law in Matthew and in Luke, literally."
He had seen the expression of Hendrickson's countenance; and also the responsive change in that of his wife. At once it occurred to him that an understanding had been established between him and Mrs. Dexter, and that this was the beginning of a series of interviews, to be carried on during his absence. Mr. Dexter was an impulsive man.
Dexter and her husband," remarked Mrs. Arden. "She left him several days ago, and is now with her aunt, Mrs. Loring." "A separation! On what ground?" Hendrickson's breathing oppressed him. "Something wrong with Mrs. Dexter, I am told. She had too many admirers so the story goes; and, worse still for admiration she couldn't help one lover." It was Mrs. Arden who said this.
"The medium was distorted. Excited feelings are the eyes' magnifying glasses." "It may be so." There was a modification in Hendrickson's manner. "I was excited. How could I help being so?" "There existed no cause for it, Paul. Mr. Dexter had an equal right with yourself to visit Miss Loring." "True." "And an equal right to choose his own time." "I will not deny it."
In part, this knowledge of Hendrickson's mode of living relieved the mind of Dexter; yet, when viewed in certain lights, it proved a cause of deeper disturbance. His conclusions in the case were near the truth. Hendrickson's withdrawal of himself from society his hermit-like life his sober face and musing aspect seemed only so many evidences of his undying love for Mrs. Dexter.
The range of Hendrickson's movements was from his place of business to his lodgings. Once a week, perhaps, he went out in the evening; but never were his steps directed to the neighborhood in which the object of his waking and dreaming thoughts resided.
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