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No one looked to her while she played by the open hearth, and tried to seize the vivid sparks; once only, a trooper caught her roughly back; but again she stole towards the great blazing logs, and this time she was less fortunate. Suddenly, a cry was heard. Jane's clothes were in flames. Maud extinguished them as she best could.
From time to time remarks anent the Land League were made; but all knew that a drama even as important as that of rent was being enacted. Olive had joined her sister, and the girls moved forward on either side of the handsome Captain; and, as a couple of shepherds directing the movements of their flock, Lord Dungory and Mrs. Barton stood watching. Suddenly her eyes met Lady Jane's.
Well, and what is now to be done? I will once more return to Miss Jessup. I will force myself into her presence, and then But I have not a moment to lose. And this was the night, this was the hour, that was to see my Jane's hand wedded to mine! That event Providence, or fate, or fortune, stepped in to forbid. And must it then pass away like any vulgar hour?
Her mother is sitting with us, and has been discoursing to grandmamma on her Jane's wonderful helpfulness and activity in house and parish, and how everything hinged on her last winter when they had whooping-cough everywhere in and out of doors; indeed she doubts whether the girl has ever quite thrown off the effects of all her exertions then.
Ellen applied herself with even greater assiduity than she had used on the preceding day; but, as Jane's dress required more trimming, and less assistance was given her on it, the progress she made towards its completion was in no way promising.
Fanfar ran to his assistance. "Don't trouble yourself about me," cried Sanselme. "Tell me, did I hear you speak the name of Jane?" "That is certainly the name on this note," answered Fanfar, extending the paper in his hand, which Sanselme snatched from him. "Yes, it is hers. It is my dau " He stopped even in his delirium he had strength to conceal his secret. "It is Jane's," he added.
But the soles of W. Keyse's boots were worn to their last thickness of brown paper, and all his clothes and Emigration Jane's, with the exception of the things him and her had on, had been pawned before it occurred to the man that that kind of walking ended in the Workhouse. The woman had known it from the very beginning. The valorous deeds of W. Keyse stood him in no good stead.
He had just passed through an experience of this kind, and as he thought of Jane and her suffering the hurry of anxious love made him quicken his steps and he went rapidly home, so rapidly that he forgot the letter with which he had been intrusted. He knew by the light in Jane's room that she was awake and he hastened there.
'It was Lady Pinkerton who started it and who is keeping it up, I told Jane. 'Can you somehow stop her? Jane still stared at me, stupidly. After a moment she half whispered, slowly, 'I don't know. I stood looking at her for a second, then I went, without any more words. All the way home I saw those two white faces staring at me, and heard Jane's whisper 'I don't know....
Every size and variety seemed to exist among the Clipstone population, under certain regulations of not coasting down the hills, the girls not going out alone, and never into the town, but always "putting up" at Aunt Jane's.
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