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He gave no further explanation, however, of the business which had taken him to town, unless the fact that he drove over to Markland next morning with the half of the pile of books which he had brought from town, in his dog-cart, should afford an explanation; and that was so vague that it was hard to say what it did or did not prove.
No, Agnes, it cannot, must not be." Mr. Markland spoke with a fervid enthusiasm, that silenced his wife confusing her thoughts, but in no way inspiring her with confidence.
Markland did not read: and often, as he mused on what appeared singular in her manner that evening, he was puzzled to comprehend its meaning. Nor had his vision ever penetrated deep enough to see all that was in her heart. THE memory of what passed between Mr. and Mrs. Markland remained distinct enough in both their minds, on the next morning, to produce thoughtfulness and reserve.
Business and lessons had parted his day from his mother's in a way which was very surprising when it was realised; and Geoff realised it, perhaps, better than Lady Markland did. In the evenings she was, as before, his alone; though sometimes even then a little preoccupied and with other things in her mind, as she allowed, which she could scarcely speak to him about.
Him Markland expected him Tyrwhitt hoped to encounter him the sweet lyrist of Peter House, whom he had barely seen upon earth , with newest airs prepared to greet ; and, patron of the gentle Christ's boy, who should have been his patron through life the mild Askew, with longing aspirations, leaned foremost from his venerable Æsculapian chair, to welcome into that happy company the matured virtues of the man, whose tender scions in the boy he himself upon earth had so prophetically fed and watered.
Lyon, will be all that he has a right to expect, and all that our daughter should be permitted to give." "But if we restrict her to so cold a response, and that by second-hand, may she not be tempted to write to him without our knowledge?" "No, Edward. I will trust her for that," was the unhesitating answer. "She is very young," said Mr. Markland, as if speaking to himself.
Allison, whom he had not met in a familiar manner for several weeks, joined him, saying, as he came up with extended hand, and fine face, bright with the generous interest in others that always burned in his heart "What is this I hear, Mr. Markland? Is it true that you are going away, to be absent for some months? Mr. Willet was telling me about it this morning." "It is too true," replied Mr.
Lady Markland fell back with a face like a ghost, covering it with her hands. Warrender felt as if a sudden flame was lit in his heart. He seized her almost with violence. "I will come back to-night, when he is in bed. Be in the avenue. I must see you again to-day." "I will, Theo." "At nine o'clock." He pulled away the hand which still was over her eyes. "You are mine, remember, mine first.
But there are higher and better principles of action than such as govern the world. They bring a higher and better reward." "May the better reward be yours," said Mr. Markland, fervently. His heart was touched by this real but unobtrusive kindness. "When do you purpose leaving here?" next inquired Mr. Willet. "As early as I can make arrangements for removing my family," was answered.
"There is nobody as wouldn't get harm, man or woman, or even children," cried Granny dogmatically. "It was the last place as poor Lord Markland was ever in afore his accident, and who knows " Geoff put down his bread and butter. "That's my father," he said. He did not use the more familiar title when talking to strangers. "Did he know those people? Perhaps his horses got wild escaping from them."
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