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There were bright fires in the cottage, and the dripping walkers were glad to crowd round them; all except Cicely and Marsworth, who seemed to Nelly's watching sense to be oddly like two wrestlers pacing round each other, and watching the opportunity to close.
It appeared that Marsworth, after many weeks during which they had heard nothing of him, had been driven north again to his Carton doctor, by a return of neuralgic trouble in his wounded arm; and as usual had put up at the Rectory, where as usual Miss Daisy, the Rector's granddaughter, had ministered to him like the kind little brick she was.
Nelly had not told Marsworth however that one reason for which she liked the rain was that it had temporarily put an end to the sketching lessons. Nor could she have added that this new distaste in her, as compared with the happy stir of fresh or quickened perception, which had been the result of his early teaching, was connected, not only with Sir William but with Bridget her sister Bridget.
But if one ever tries to tell her so my hat! 'Perhaps she doesn't like being praised either, said Nelly softly. 'Perhaps she thinks an old friend should take it all for granted. 'Good Lord! said Marsworth holding his head in desperation 'whatever I do is wrong! Dear Mrs. Sarratt! look here I must speak up for myself.
Sarratt has good news of her husband! said Captain Marsworth courteously to Bridget, hardly able to make himself heard however amid the din and laughter of the central group. He too had been watching Cicely Farrell but with a wholly impassive countenance. Bridget made some indifferent answer, and then eagerly asked who the visitors were.
But the spectacle of Sarratt's death, and Nelly's agony, together with her own quick divination of Nelly's inner mind, had worked profoundly on Cicely, and Marsworth had never shewn himself a better fellow than in his complete sympathy with her, and his eager pity for the Sarratts. 'I haven't the heart to tease him' Cicely had said candidly after her return to England.
'Asked her? Many times! in the dark ages. It is months, however, since she gave me the smallest chance of doing it again. Everything I do or say appears to annoy her, and of course, naturally, I have relieved her of my presence as much as possible. Nelly had taken up her knitting. 'If you never come perhaps Cicely thinks you are tired of her. Marsworth groaned. 'Is that her line now?
Well, this day three weeks, a party at Carton, for Mrs. Sarratt. Will that give her time to settle down? 'Unless her husband is killed by then, said Captain Marsworth, quietly. 'His regiment is close to Loos. He'll be in the thick of it directly. 'Oh no, said Cicely, twisting the ends of her veil lightly between a finger and thumb.
Cicely Marsworth before her marriage in early March had seen Nelly twice and had reported against the grain that although 'most unbecomingly thin, the obstinate little creature said she was well, and apparently was well. Everybody in the hospital, said Cicely, was at Nelly's feet. 'It is of course nonsense for her to lay down, that she won't be petted, Nature has settled that for her.
She was always learning some new thing; and she hated to learn, unless George changed and learnt with her. Meanwhile Captain Marsworth was walking along the road from Grasmere to Rydal with a rather listless step. As a soldier he was by no means satisfied with the news of the week. We ought to have been in Lille and weren't.
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