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But with a few days' rest and proper food she has revived. She is young. She has not suffered irreparably. One sees what a lovely little creature she might be and how full of vivacity and charm. Mr. Melrose you would be proud of her! She is like you like what you were, in your youth. When I think of what other people would give for such a daughter!
It was nearly half a century before the great building, which is said to have been the first structure of such a size built of brick in Flanders, was completed; but when at last the work was done the Abbey was, by all accounts, one of the most magnificent religious houses in Flanders, consisting of a group of buildings with no less than 105 windows, a rich and splendid church, so famous for its ornamental woodwork that the carvings of the stalls were reproduced in the distant Abbey of Melrose in Scotland, and a library which, as time went on, became a storehouse of precious manuscripts and hundreds of those wonderfully illustrated missals on which the monks of the Middle Ages spent so many laborious hours.
Passing through an apple-orchard, we were not long in reaching the Abbey, the ruins of which are much more extensive and more picturesque than those of Melrose, being overrun with bushes and shrubbery, and twined about with ivy, and all such vegetation as belongs, naturally, to old walls.
Her voice was thin and childish, but sweet; and every now and then she gave a half-frightened, half-excited laugh. Melrose watched her frowning; but he did not stop her. Her bright eyes and brows, with their touches of velvet black, the quick movement of her pink lips, the rose-leaf delicacy of her colour, seemed to hold him.
"I propose to instruct our solicitors at once." Victoria read hastily. The writing was Faversham's. But the mind expressed was Melrose's. Victoria read him in every line. She believed the letter to have been simply dictated. "DEAR LORD TATHAM: "I have laid Mrs. Melrose's statement before Mr. Melrose.
"Yes and a bronze, worth a thousand pounds." "Sensible woman! And where are they now?" Lady Tatham shrugged her shoulders. "Oh, they can't be alive, surely," said Lydia. "Mr. Melrose told Doctor Undershaw that he had no relations in the world, and didn't wish to be troubled with any." Contempt sat on Tatham's ruddy countenance. "Well, as far as we're concerned, he may take it easy.
I felt an awe in treading these lonely halls, like that which impressed me before the grave of Washington a feeling that hallowed the spot, as if there yet lingered a low vibration of the lyre, though the minstrel had departed forever! Plucking a wild rose that grew near the walls, I left Abbotsford, embosomed among the trees, and turned into a green lane that led down to Melrose.
Instead the figure of Melrose rose on the horizon, till he dominated the correspondence, a harsh and fantastic task-master, to whose will and conscience it was useless to appeal.
Leave it to me, Harry. I will drive over to Threlfall to-morrow evening quite alone and without notice. I had some influence with him once," she said, with her eyes on the ground. Tatham protested warmly. The smallest allusion to any early relation between his mother and Melrose was almost intolerable to him. But Lady Tatham fought for her idea.
Melrose nodded, and Thyrza mounted a chair, and proceeded to put up the curtains, turning an observant eye now and then on the thin-faced lady sitting on the sofa, her long fingers clasped round her knees, and her eyes so large and staring as to be rather ugly than beautiful in Thyrza's opinion wandering absently round the room. "It's a clashy day," Thyrza ventured at last.
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