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It pained her to observe the suppressed eagerness with which he looked for her reply. 'I will go if you wish, father, but I had rather not. 'I feel sure you would like Mrs Jedwood. One has no great opinion of her novels, but she is a woman of some intellect. Let me book you for next Sunday; surely I have a claim to your companionship now and then. Marian kept silence.
Katy asked, and Marian replied: "They talked of little else that is, your own family. Dr. Morris, I think, did not mention your name. He has grown very silent and reserved," and Marian's eyes were fixed inquiringly upon Katy, as if to ascertain how much she knew of the cause for Morris' reserve.
After four years of "expansion" there, they had begun to feel cramped; and a year after Marian inherited the house Howard had progressed to the mental, the moral, the financial state where it seemed natural, logical, practically necessary that they should set up a real New York "establishment." "Isn't this just the house for us?" she said. "I hate huge, big houses.
Caroline was very anxious about her brother, and knowing that Marian had his confidence, was continually coming to her for reports of his state of mind and spirits, and with despairing questions as to what was likely to please him, questions which Marian was quite unqualified to answer, and which were curious, since she had no tact, and Caroline had a great deal.
To-day, when the lad's mother had just returned after a long sojourn in a rest cure, was not a fit occasion for discussing such matters. "What's Allen doing?" asked Marian. "I suppose now that papa is having a rumpus with Mr. Thatcher I shall never see him any more." "You shouldn't speak so, Marian. A hotel parlor is no place to discuss your father's affairs," admonished Mrs. Bassett.
Marian had at once recognised the pianist as Daniel. She had to hold fast to the bars of the window and lean her knees against the wainscoting. It was not for nothing that Jason Philip was known as a thorough wag. The comparison to Daniel in the lion’s den was too much for him. He whispered the words to Marian.
Do believe that nothing whatever has happened to change our feeling to you. Has there, Maud? 'Nothing whatever. We are not unreasonable girls, Marian. 'I am more grateful to you than I can say.
The change in her manner, when she gave the answer, startled me almost as much as the answer itself. "Not surprise him!" I repeated. "Laura! remember what you are saying you frighten me!" "It is true," she said; "it is what I wanted to tell you to-day, when we were talking in your room. My only secret when I opened my heart to him at Limmeridge was a harmless secret, Marian you said so yourself.
She taunted me this morning in the summer-house because Marmaduke has never made me a formal proposal. It was the letter that made her do it. Ask Marian." "I can hardly believe it: I should not have supposed, from what I have observed, that she cared about him." You should not have supposed it from what she said: is that what you mean? I dont care whether you believe it or not."
It was her duty, he urged, to follow her husband. The following Sunday, after church, Marian placed her answer in his hands. The letter was characteristic of her clear, firm, frank and truthful. It concluded thus: "Were I to do as you desire me leave home clandestinely, precede or follow you to Paris and join you there, suspicion and calumny would pursue me obloquy would rest upon my memory.
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