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It might by chance be effectual; if otherwise, it would not reveal his intention to her. When Mrs. Manston was within speaking distance, he went up to her and said 'Will you kindly tell me which turning will take me to Casterbridge? 'The second on the right, said Mrs. Manston. Owen put on a blank look: he held his hand to his ear conveying to the lady the idea that he was deaf.
'Who is he? whispered Edward to his father, as Manston approached. 'Mr. Manston, the steward. Manston came near, and passed down the aisle on the side of the younger man.
Miss Aldclyffe's outline became visible upon it; the door shut her in, and all was darkness again. The form of Manston returning alone arose from the gloom, and passed by Anne in her hiding-place. Waiting outside a quarter of an hour longer, that no suspicion of any kind might be excited, Anne returned to the old manor-house. Manston was very friendly that evening.
Then the fire went out: he did not see it. His feet grew cold; still he thought on. It may be remarked that a lady, a year and a quarter before this time, had, under the same conditions an unrestricted mental absorption shown nearly the same peculiarities as this man evinced now. The lady was Miss Aldclyffe. It was half-past twelve when Manston moved, as if he had come to a determination.
'Hold your tongue, and be off! said Manston with a snap. The maid vanished. 'Come, Cytherea, this is foolish indeed it is not opening the door.... I cannot comprehend what can be the matter with you. Nor can a doctor either, unless he sees you. Her voice had trembled more and more at each answer she gave, but nothing could induce her to come out and confront him.
Kicking aside the shoeblacks who began to importune him as he passed under the colonnade, he turned up the narrow passage to the publishing-office of the Post-Office Directory. He begged to be allowed to see the Directory of the south-west counties of England for a moment. The shopman immediately handed down the volume from a shelf, and Manston retired with it to the window-bench.
'Why didn't you win the trick when you were a girl? said Cytherea. 'Come, my lady Pert; I'm not the text, said Miss Aldclyffe, her face glowing like fire. Cytherea laughed stealthily. 'I was about to say, resumed Miss Aldclyffe severely, 'that here is Mr. Manston waiting with the tenderest solicitude for you, and you overlooking it, as if it were altogether beneath you.
'Up to the ordinary standard? 'Quite up to the ordinary standard indeed, handsome. After a while we quarrelled and separated. 'You did not ill-use her, of course? said Miss Aldclyffe, with a little sarcasm. 'I did not. 'But at any rate, you got thoroughly tired of her. Manston looked as if he began to think her questions out of place; however, he said quietly, 'I did get tired of her.
Manston's possession of such a near relation was a fact quite new to herself, and that she would see what could be done in such an unfortunate affair. Manston received a message the next day requesting his attendance at the House punctually at eight o'clock the ensuing evening.
Was she wise in her request? Holding her present belief, and with no definite evidence either way, she could, for one thing, never conscientiously marry any one else. Suppose that Cytherea were Manston's wife i.e., that the first wife was really burnt? The adultery of Manston would be proved, and, Mr. Raunham thought, cruelty sufficient to bring the case within the meaning of the statute.
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