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But ever and again across his anxiety, throughout the dark hours, came the flattering thought that she had never loved man yet, and he was teaching her to love. He did not doubt Sefton, but Sefton might be right only for himself. In the morning, as Walter was dressing, he received a copy of his poems which he had taken in sheets to a book-binder to put in morocco for Lady Lufa.
Walter did not know where he was going when he turned from Lufa. It was solitude he sought, without being aware that he sought anything. Must it not be a deep spiritual instinct that drives trouble into solitude? There are times when only the highest can comfort even the lowest, and solitude is the ante-chamber to his presence.
Over it were scattered groups and couples and individuals, looking like the creatures of a half-angelic paradise. A little way off, under the boughs of a huge beech-tree, sat Lufa, reading, with a pencil in her hand as if she made notes. As he stepped from the house, she looked up and saw him. She laid her book on the grass, rose, and came toward him.
I give you my word I'll not make game of it. The fellow looked so seedy, don't you know, I couldn't but be brotherly, or, at least, cousinly to him! that don't go for much, does it, Lufa? 'Well, he said, 'I will tell you.
There are other things than time and tide that wait for no man! Lady Tremaine gave him Lufa, and she took his arm with old familiarity. The talk at table was but such as it could hardly help being only for Walter it was talk with Lufa! The pleasure of talk often owes not much to the sense of it.
"You must know perfectly what I mean, Walter! and I can not but believe you too just to allow a personal misunderstanding to influence your public judgment! You gave your real unbiased opinion of my last book, and you are bound by that!" "Is it possible," cried Walter, "that at last I understand you! That you should come to me on such an errand, Lady Lufa, reveals yet more your opinion of me!
Walter's eyes were opened to see that he had done Lufa a great wrong; that he had helped immensely to buttress and exalt her self-esteem. Had he not in his whole behavior toward her, been far more anxious that he should please her than that she should be worthy?
"What could I do for you if you did not let me know! I'm so sorry, Walter!" "Why should you be sorry? You can do with me as you please!" "I don't know about such things. I don't quite know what you mean, or what you want. I will be as kind to you as I can while you stay with us." "But, Lufa I may call you Lufa?" "Yes, surely! if that is any comfort to you."
Where lives the old hag these wintry days?" "In the cave of Ascog, if you know that place," said Aasta, promptly deciding how she might entrap him there, and knowing full well that the wolf Lufa would be a sufficient protection for Elspeth. "I know it well," said Roderic, "and there will I go. And now, how fares the young lord of Bute since he has lost his castles and lands?"
It was a relief when bed-time came, and he was alone in what was always called his room, where he soon fell asleep, to dream of Lufa and the luxuries around her facilities accumulated even to incumbrance, and grown antagonistic to comfort, as Helots to liberty.
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