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Updated: June 9, 2025
So passed the hours of that long summer day. When the light was fading a little, there was a new sound in Hubert Lepel's sick-room the rustle of a silk dress, the tripping of little high-heeled shoes across the floor. Cynthia looked round hastily, ready to hush the intruder; for Hubert was much quieter than he had been, and only murmured incoherent sentences from time to time.
In spite of our efforts to keep the matter quiet, in a very short time the whole house Sisters, boarders, servants all knew Jane Wood's sad history." She noted the rigid lines about Mr. Lepel's mouth as he stepped forward from the window and spoke in a low stern tone. "Was it impossible to prevent? It seems incredible to me.
Lepel's visit, and his search for the girl, which so far as the Sister knew seemed to have ended in failure. "But you have found her after all!" cried the good Sister, when Flossy acknowledged that she was the sister of Hubert Lepel, and presumably interested in his charitable enterprises. "I am so glad! And she is growing quite famous? Dear me, I wonder that Mr. Lepel did not let us know!"
Whether this was the case or not it could not be denied that their color was now very becoming to her pale complexion, and that they constituted the chief of Miss Lepel's many acknowledged charms.
She lingered on the landing, wondering whether any visitor had come for her; and it was with a great leap of the heart that she heard her own name mentioned, and saw the maid running up the stairs to overtake her before she reached her room. "It's Jenkins Mr. Lepel's man, miss," said Mary breathlessly; "and he wants to know if he can speak to you for a moment."
No reason in these cases was given; but it was plain that the world did not think Miss West a very reputable person, and that society had turned its back upon her. Cynthia had not leisure to think what this would mean for her in the future; at present she cared for nothing but her duties in Hubert Lepel's sick-room. Her boxes were deposited at last in Mrs.
An undoubted work by Guido would surely be an acquisition to his gallery. We might take the picture with us, when we received our invitation to Lord Lepel's house. My uncle's answer arrived by return of post. Other engagements obliged him to defer receiving us for a month. At the end of that time, we were cordially invited to visit him, and to stay as long as we liked.
Evidently Jenkins knew that she was unacquainted with Mr. Lepel's family, and was trying to save her from the unpleasantness of meeting any of them unexpectedly. The thought gave her a moment's bitter humiliation; then she saw the kindliness of the motive and felt a throb of gratitude.
Evandale had often heard reports of her gentleness and goodness; but he had never personally encountered her on any of her errands of mercy. An exception to this rule, however, took place on a certain afternoon in November, a few weeks after Hubert Lepel's visit to Beechwood. Mr. Evandale had on that day received information that one of his parishioners a Mrs.
"From what I have been told," said the doctor dryly, "I should have said that she had the greatest possible right to be here; but, however, that is no business of mine. She has a wonderfully soothing effect on Mr. Lepel's condition, and, as long as she is here, he is quiet and manageable. Listen! He is scarcely speaking at all now; her presence and her touch have calmed him at once.
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