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After that she is good to live with for ever. A heart-break for that kind is their salvation: without it they go on breaking the hearts of others." As I read Belle's and Hungerford's letters my thoughts went back again as they did so often indeed to the voyage of the 'Fulvia', and then to Mrs. Falchion's presence in the Rocky Mountains.
Then I told her of the paper which was for the public, and she left me. The search for the unfortunate men went on. No one could be seen near the floating buoys which were here and there picked up by Hungerford's boat. The long undulations of the water had been broken up in a large area about the ship, but the sea was still comparatively smooth. We were steaming back along the track we had come.
Caroline expressed strong gratitude for Mrs. Hungerford's kindness to her, and the warmest return of affection. "Then, in one word," continued Rosamond, "for out it must come, sooner or later I think she not only loves you as if you were her daughter, but that Now confess, Caroline, did not the idea ever occur to you? And don't you see that Mrs. Hungerford wishes it?
Hungerford's solicitude for myself, however, was misplaced, because this one voyage would end my career as ship-surgeon, and, besides, I had not vegetated, but had been interested in everything that had occurred, humdrum as it was.
"I'll run and desire mamma to ask her; because," added he, in a low voice, "if I was blind, may be I should like it myself." Mrs. Hungerford, who was good-natured as well as polite, pressed Mrs. Cheviott to come, whenever it should be agreeable to her. The poor blind lady was delighted with the invitation, and went regularly every morning to Mrs. Hungerford's at the time the music-master attended.
No; that is out of the nature of things. Oh! it's all artifice; and I will find out her drift, I warrant, before long!" Having formed this laudable resolution, she took her measures well for carrying it into effect. Mrs. Cheviott, being blind, had few amusements: she was extremely fond of music, and one of Mrs. Hungerford's daughters played remarkably well on the piano-forte. This evening, as Mrs.
I am glad to say that he is now a happy husband and father too. The letter from Belle Treherne mentioned having met Clovelly several times of late, and, with Hungerford's words hot in my mind, I determined, though I had perfect confidence in her, as in myself, to be married at Christmas-time. Her account of the courtship of Blackburn and Mrs.
I suggested that it seemed underhand and unprofessional, but the entreating words of the resuscitated man in the next room conquered my objections. It was arranged that Madras should remain in the present cabin, of which I had a key, until we reached Aden; then he should, by Hungerford's aid, disappear. We were conspirators, but we meant harm to nobody.
This was a promised tale of the taking of Mobile in the American Civil War. At any other time the invitation would have pleased me mightily; for, apart from the other two, Hungerford's brusque and original conversation was always a pleasure so were his cheroots; but now I was under an influence selfish in its source.
I told her then the true history of Hungerford's connection with Boyd Madras, and also begged her pardon for showing just now my knowledge of her secret. At this she said, "I suppose I should be grateful," and was there a slightly softer cadence to her voice? "No, you need not be grateful," I said. "We are silent, first, because he wished it; then because you are a woman."
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