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I met him on the way out there just before your friend the Englishman caught me. And unfortunately I have a case which I cannot neglect. But I can send word to him." "I know where Jenney's farm is," said Victoria; "I'll drive home that way." "Well," exclaimed Dr. Tredway, heartily, "that's good of you.
"I think, rather, of the trials life may bring, Victoria," he answered, "of the hours when judgment halts, when the way is not clear. Do you remember the last night you came to Jabe Jenney's? I stood in the road long after you had gone, and a desolation such as I had never known came over me. I went in at last, and opened a book to some verses I had been reading, which I shall never forget.
"I am afraid," he said, "that I did not express my gratitude as I should have done the evening you were good enough to come up to Jabe Jenney's." He saw her colour rise again, but she did not pause. "Please don't say anything about it, Mr. Vane. Of course I understand how you felt," she cried. "Neither my father nor myself will forget that service," said Austen.
Fitch insisted upon untying the horse, while Victoria renewed her promises to the children. There were two ways of going back to Fairview, a long and a short way, and the long way led by Jabe Jenney's farm. Victoria came to the fork in the road, paused, and took the long way.
I met him on the way out there just before your friend the Englishman caught me. And unfortunately I have a case which I cannot neglect. But I can send word to him." "I know where Jenney's farm is," said Victoria; "I'll drive home that way." "Well," exclaimed Dr. Tredway, heartily, "that's good of you.
"I'll stay, with pleasure," she said. Mr. Jenney pronounced grace. Victoria sat across the table from Austen, and several times the consciousness of his grave look upon her as she talked heightened the colour in her cheek. He said but little during the meal. Victoria heard how well Mrs. Jenney's oldest son was doing in Springfield, and how the unmarried daughter was teaching, now, in the West.
A while ago, and she had blamed herself vehemently for coming to Jabe Jenney's, and now the act had suddenly become sanctified in her sight. She did not analyze her feeling for Austen, but she was consumed with a fierce desire that justice should be done him. "He was honourable honourable!" she found herself repeating under her breath.
If this actually was Jenney's letter, Mrs. Attaway was worth ten of him, and deserved a better second. "Dearest friend and well-beloved in the Lord," so she had begun the letter sent to him while he was still Mrs. Jenney's, and which had got into Mrs. Jenney's hands, "I am unspeakably sorry in respect of thy sufferings, I being the object that occasioned it." The sufferings were Mrs.
"I'll stay, with pleasure," she said. Mr. Jenney pronounced grace. Victoria sat across the table from Austen, and several times the consciousness of his grave look upon her as she talked heightened the colour in her cheek. He said but little during the meal. Victoria heard how well Mrs. Jenney's oldest son was doing in Springfield, and how the unmarried daughter was teaching, now, in the West.
She could still, of course, keep on the hill road, but that would take her to Weymouth, and she would never get home. It is useless to go into the reasons for this act of Victoria's. She did not know them herself. The nearer Victoria got to Mr. Jenney's, the more she wished herself back at the forks. Suppose Mrs. Fitch told him of her visit! Perhaps she could pass the Jenneys' unnoticed.
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