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She didn't take much trouble to get it back she said the bills were worth nothing to her or anybody else, but that she should have liked to keep the box because her husband gave it her when they were first married, and if he found she had parted with it, he would be vexed. 'Did Mrs. Manston, when she called recently with her husband, allude to this, or inquire for it, or did Mr. Manston?
After a few additional remarks, she gently signified that she wished to put an end to the interview. The steward took the hint and retired. Manston went to his desk and thought of Cytherea's beauty with the bitterest, wildest regret. After the lapse of a few minutes he calmed himself by a stoical effort, and wrote the subjoined letter to his wife: 'KNAPWATER, November 21, 1864.
He could not at first decide whither he should go to spend the intervening time; but in the midst of his reasonings he found himself on the road homeward, impelled by a secret and unowned hope of getting a last glimpse of Cytherea there. It was a quarter to twelve when Manston drove into the station-yard.
Why should you have been so enraged at my finding your exact address? Any woman would have tried to do it you know she would have. And no woman would have lived under assumed names so long as I did. I repeat that I did not call myself Mrs. Manston until I came to this lodging at the beginning of this month what could you expect? 'A helpless creature I, had not fortune favoured me unexpectedly.
Manston on her recent visit which might have meant anything or nothing; in spite of the photograph, and in spite of his previous incredulity; in consequence of the verse, of her silence and backwardness at the visit to Hoxton with Manston, and of her appearance and distress at the present moment, Graye had a conviction that the woman was an impostor.
'The name of my man, said Miss Aldclyffe, looking at her letter in turn; 'is, I think yes AEneas Manston. The next morning but one was appointed for the interviews, which were to be at the lawyer's offices. Mr. Nyttleton and Mr. Tayling were both in town for the day, and the candidates were admitted one by one into a private room.
She arose to depart, first sending a message of thanks to Mr. Raunham, who was out of doors gardening. He stuck his spade into the ground, and accompanied her to the gate. 'Can I help you in anything, Cytherea? he said, using her Christian name by an intuition that unpleasant memories might be revived if he called her Miss Graye after wishing her good-bye as Mrs. Manston at the wedding.
That is, he was convinced that Cytherea the hitherto-believed faithful Cytherea had, at any rate, looked with something more than indifference upon the extremely handsome face and form of Manston. Did he blame her, as guilty of the impropriety of allowing herself to love the newcomer in the face of his not being free to return her love?
'She shall not go with you, he said firmly, and stepping a pace or two closer, 'unless you prove that she is not my wife; and you can't do it! 'This is proof, said Owen, holding up the paper. 'No proof at all, said Manston hotly. ''Tis not a death-bed confession, and those are the only things of the kind held as good evidence.
'No more, sir. Mrs. Crickett, temporary servant to Mr. Manston, said that in accordance with Mr. Manston's orders, everything had been made comfortable in the house for Mrs. Manston's expected return on Monday night. Mr. Manston told her that himself and Mrs. Manston would be home late, not till between eleven and twelve o'clock, and that supper was to be ready. Not expecting Mrs.
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