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What he would have said was never known; words were rising to his lips when Mary Danforth came running back to them at a girlish speed. "Oh, Arnold, how you are loitering!" she said, panting. "You will be late at church, naughty boy! It's a dreadful thing for the Squire to set a bad example, Miss Kilner." "Isn't it rather warm for such violent exercise, Mary?" he asked in a lazy voice.
Scarcely knowing what she was doing, Elsie began to run after the flying carriage at the top of her speed; Mrs. Penn followed her at a slower pace, and poor Mrs. Beaton came panting behind. Miss Kilner was slight of figure and light of foot, and eagerness seemed to lend her wings.
"I'm glad to return to the old rural scenes myself," Arnold confessed. "By the way, don't turn poor Ryan's head, Miss Kilner, unless you want to break some one's heart." "Whose heart?" Elsie looked up at him with grave, questioning eyes. "My cousin Lily's. It's quite an old affair." "Oh, yes, we'll all go out on the terrace. No, Mrs. Tell, we shan't take cold. It can't be done to-night."
Arnold Wayne wrote his letter to Mr. Lennard, but the rector had already made arrangements to go to Switzerland. Mrs. Lennard, however, had decided not to accompany him; she had made up her mind to spend a couple of months with a maiden lady living at Rushbrook, and it was her wish that Elsie Kilner should be with her there.
Andrew, coming in with his quiet step, gave Miss Kilner a look and a word of gratitude. If you set out to do a good deed, you may do a hundred small kindnesses on the way. Elsie's quest seemed very likely to prove fruitless, but in the seeking she was scattering flowers as she went along. Andrew, who sometimes found his life sadly commonplace, picked up a blossom or two, and wore them thankfully.
"I am tired to-night," she said, quite ignoring her sister-in-law's remark. "In this hot weather one begins to pine for the country. Jamie has looked pale to-day. By-the-way, I shall call on Miss Kilner to-morrow, and ask her to dinner before we go away." Then she went off to her room without another word, and Mrs. Tell was left alone with the consciousness of her blunder.
So Elsie dressed herself in violet and lilac, and Miss Saxon secretly exulted in seeing the admiring glances which were cast upon her when she went out into the sunshine. One day Miss Kilner went to the Royal Academy Exhibition with a very old friend. This old friend was Mr. Lennard, rector of the Sussex village where she was born.
"Then you have a home in the country," said Elsie, with a little sigh. The sigh was not lost on Arnold. "Yes, I have a quaint old place in Blankshire," he replied. "It overlooks a valley of many streams, in the midst of a quiet pastoral country. Can I persuade you to come and see it with the Lennards, Miss Kilner? Most people think it rather pleasant." "The Lennards?
"I know she is dead I feel it," rejoined Elsie, with unshaken conviction. "I am guided by intuition. It seems like a blind leap into the dark, but I must search for Jamie." Miss Saxon looked kindly into the dark eyes which met hers with such an earnest gaze. "Something may come of it," she said after a pause. "Well, Miss Kilner, I promised to help you, and I will."
"A cool face is a blessing to its possessor and all beholders." Mary had the complexion that flushes easily. The glow which overspread her face was not becoming, but she felt that she was a martyr in a good cause. She had run back to separate her cousin from the dangerous Miss Kilner. Lily, whose eyes were on Francis, was hastening after her.
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