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But here were two important modifications of the expected condition of affairs. The telegram had not been received, and Cytherea was in the house alone. He hesitated as to the propriety of intruding upon her in Manston's absence. Besides, the women at the bottom of the stairs would see him his intrusion would seem odd and Manston might return at any moment.
Manston's arrival, and one or two villagers, of a more cautious and less sanguine temperament than Springrove, had suggested that the fire was almost too near the back of the house for its continuance to be unattended with risk; for though no danger could be apprehended whilst the air remained moderately still, a brisk breeze blowing towards the house might possibly carry a spark across.
For the right of the matter was that Anne had been incited to this exploration of Manston's office rather by a wish to know the reason of his long seclusion here, after the arrival of the rector's letter, and their subsequent discourse, than by any immediate desire for cleanliness. Still, there would have been nothing remarkable to Anne in this sight but for one recollection.
The aspects of Manston's face whilst he listened to the opening words were strange, dark, and mysterious enough to have justified suspicions that no deceit could be too complicated for the possessor of such impulses, had there not overridden them all, as the reading went on, a new and irrepressible expression one unmistakably honest.
Nyttleton, will you make a selection, and I will add one or two, Miss Aldclyffe said. Mr. Nyttleton scanned the whole heap of letters, testimonials, and references, sorting them into two heaps. Manston's missive, after a mere glance, was thrown amongst the summarily rejected ones. Miss Aldclyffe read, or pretended to read after the lawyer.
'Do you know whose gig this is? he said to the woman. 'No, she said sullenly. But she did recognize it as the steward's. 'I'll swear it's Manston's! Come, I can hear it by your tone. However, you needn't say anything which may criminate you. What forethought the man must have had how carefully he must have considered possible contingencies!
'Yes, until the porter's story of her irritation and doubt as to her course made it natural. 'What settled the matter at the inquest, said Cytherea, 'was Mr. Manston's evidence that the watch was his wife's. 'He was sure of that, wasn't he? 'I believe he said he was certain of it.
What could be Manston's reason for such an astounding trick he could by no stretch of imagination divine. He changed his direction as soon as the woman was out of sight, and plodded along the lanes homeward to Tolchurch. One new idea was suggested to him by his desire to allay Cytherea's dread of being claimed, and by the difficulty of believing that the first Mrs.
Still there was the same indecision! not the indecision of weakness the indecision of conscious perplexity. On Manston's return from this interview at the rectory, he passed the door of the Rising Sun Inn. Finding he had no light for his cigar, and it being three-quarters of a mile to his residence in the park, he entered the tavern to get one.
Poor old maid, she's almost old enough to be his mother. If that Manston's a schemer he'll marry her, as sure as I am Nyttleton. Let's hope he's honest, however. 'I don't think she's in love with him, said Tayling.
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