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He begged Julian to continue his correspondence with him, and to tell him all about his old Harton and Camford friends. During Easter week, while Julian was at Ildown, he received from him a letter to the following effect: "Dear Julian I was not mistaken in hinting, while you were at Harton, that we should never meet again.
Their thoughts were full of the coming separation, and it gave a deep interest to these last services; for the Homes, unwilling to leave their mother and Frank so long alone at Ildown, were to start for England on the following day, and the Kennedys intended to visit Chamounix for two weeks more.
Poor Kennedy! his very self-denials turned against him for the sole reason why he kept away from Ildown was, that he feared to disturb the freedom of Frank and Cyril by the presence of a stranger all the time of their holidays, and he hesitated to intrude on the united happiness which always characterised the Ildown circle.
"Oh yes; the splints keep it safe, and I shall only be two days or so away." They suffered him to fulfil his whim, although they felt that if he saw Violet, the meeting could hardly fail to be full of pain. It was deep in autumn when he started, and arriving at Ildown, took up his abode in the little village inn.
The next day, as Kennedy was sitting in Julian's rooms, glancing over the Aeschylus with him, in strutted Hazlet, whom we have incidentally mentioned as having been the son of a widow lady living at Ildown. He had come up to Camford straight from home, and as he had only received a home-education everything was strangely bewildering to him, and Julian was almost the only friend he knew.
The family left the rectory, but continued to reside at Ildown, a spot which they loved, and where they were known and loved. Mr Home had insured his life for a sum, not large indeed, but sufficient to save them from absolute penury, and had besides laid by sufficient to continue Julian's education. It was determined that he should return to Harton, and there try for the Newry scholarship in time.
At last, at last they reached Ildown late in the evening, just as the flushed glare of crimson told the death-struggle of an angry sunset with the dull and heavy clouds. The station was a mile from the town, and it was a raw, gusty, foggy evening.
Of course Kennedy accompanied them home; they drove back in the quiet evening, and Kennedy sat by Violet's side. He stayed at Ildown till Julian returned to Saint Werner's, and, as was natural, he revolved in his mind continually his future course.
"Yes, Julian!" he answered cheerily; "I only returned from Florence two days ago, heard of your marriage from the Ildown people, and determined to come with my mother a self-invited guest." "Don't fear for my feelings," he continued, turning to Kennedy. "Nothing is so useless or dangerous as to nurse a hopeless love, like the flame burning in the hearts of the banqueters, at the feast of Eblis.
It was not till after tea, when they had pulled their chairs to the fire, that Julian said, "Hazlet, I was sorry to see you in bad company last night." "Me!" said Hazlet, feigning surprise. "You!" Hazlet saw that all attempt at concealment was useless. "For God's sake, don't tell my mother, or any of the Ildown people," he said, turning pale. "Is it likely I should?
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