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The positions in which we found the frozen men, and the names, where it was possible to discover them, are here set forth as follows."... That "lock of a woman's hair" is now in Lucilla's possession. It will be buried with her, at her own request, when she dies. Ah, poor Nugent! Are we not all sinners? Remember the best of him, and forget the worst, as I do.
I noted his behavior in Lucilla's presence as odd behavior and unaccountable behavior and that was all. During the first fortnight just mentioned, the London doctor came to see Oscar. He left again, perfectly satisfied with the results of his treatment.
Entering Lucilla's room, soon afterwards, to make my apologies for having forgotten to wait and take her letter to the post, I found her, weary enough after the events of the day, getting ready for bed. "I don't wonder at your being tired of waiting for me," she said. "Writing is long, long work for me. But this was a letter which I felt bound to write myself, if I could.
"Ah!" she said, "you understand me!" Nugent, in his turn, left his chair. He had confidently calculated, in his brother's interests, on Lucilla's marriage preceding the recovery of Lucilla's sight. That calculation was completely baffled. The marriage would now depend on the state of Lucilla's feelings, after she had penetrated the truth for herself.
"What are you going to do?" I asked. "I am going to see Mr. Finch," he answered, "and to have Jicks kept for the future out of Lucilla's garden." "Does Mr. Finch approve of your silence?" "Mr. Finch, Madame Pratolungo, leaves me to decide on a matter which concerns nobody but Lucilla and myself." After that reply, there was an end of all further remonstrance from me, as a matter of course.
"Well?" he asked with a hard smile which defied me to put him in the wrong. I could discover nothing in his face I could only follow my instincts as a woman. Those instincts warned me to accept his explanation. "I am to understand then that you have decided on staying here?" I said. "Certainly!" "What do you propose to do, when Herr Grosse arrives, and we assemble in Lucilla's room?"
If Grosse pronounced Lucilla's recovery to be complete, before I returned from abroad, the best thing I could do would be to put Miss Batchford in a position to reveal the truth in my place without running any risk of a premature discovery. In other words, without letting the old lady into the secret, before the time arrived at which it could be safely divulged.
I confess I was too deeply wounded by her conduct though I did lay all the blame of it on Nugent to care to say a word in my own defence. This letter sealed, I wrote next to Lucilla's aunt. It was not an easy matter to address Miss Batchford. The contempt with which she regarded Mr.
I WAS still in doubt, whether to enter the room, or to wait outside until she left Browndown to return to the rectory when Lucilla's keen sense of hearing decided the question which I had been unable to settle for myself. The door of the room opened; and Oscar advanced into the hall. "Lucilla insisted that she heard somebody outside," he said. "Who could have guessed it was you?
It was possible to look the worst in the face boldly that he might not get the doctor's permission to leave Browndown before the time arrived for Lucilla's return to the rectory. In this event, he could only entreat her to be patient, and to remember that though he was gaining ground but slowly, he was still getting on. Under these circumstances, Lucilla was naturally vexed and dejected.
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