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Yes, the old names are forgotten, the old people fade off the face of the earth. The romance of Matthew Haygarth seemed to come to a lame and impotent conclusion in this dull record of dealers in carpeting. "You can't remember what part of England it was that Christian Meynell's daughter went to when she married?" "No. It wasn't a matter I took much interest in.
For the first time, since Hester's death, Meynell's sad face broke into joy. The glorious church appeared to him as the visible attestation of the Divine creative life in men, flowing on endlessly, from the Past, through the Present, to the unknown Future. From the distance came a sound of chanting.
There was no danger, and they had a good trained nurse. Once or twice it was, in these days, that again a few passing terrors ran through Mary's mind, on the subject of her mother. The fragility which had struck Meynell's unaccustomed eye when he first arrived in the valley forced itself now at times, though only at times, on her reluctant sense.
I found the record of the baptism of a daughter to the same William and Caroline Mary Meynell, and further on the burial of the said daughter, at five years of age. I also found the records of the baptism of Christian Meynell, son of the same William and Caroline Mary Meynell, in the year 1772, and of William Meynell's decease in the year 1793.
"Hugh says that the Abbey is falling into ruin and that the young man has about a hundred a year left out of his fortune. On this he keeps apparently an army of servants and a couple of hunters! The strange thing is Hugh discovered it when he went to call on the Rector the other day that this preposterous young man is a first cousin of Mr. Meynell's.
So I took one more happy afternoon at Newhall. Nor was the afternoon entirely wasted; for, in the course of my farewell visit, I heard more of poor Susan Meynell's history from honest uncle Joseph. He told me the story during an after-dinner walk, in which he took me the round of his pig-styes and cattle-sheds for the last time, as if he would fain have had them leave their impress on my heart.
It would be better for all of us if we had told the truth from the beginning. And as for Hester she must know you say yourself she must know before long when she is of age when she marries " Meynell's face took an unconscious hardness. "Forgive me! the matter must be left to me. The only person who could reasonably take legal action would be myself and I shall not take it.
At the same time the sudden slight misgiving he had been conscious of in the Bishop's presence ran through him again. He feared he knew not what; and as he walked to the station the remembrance of Meynell's expression mingled with the vague uneasiness he tried in vain to put from him. Meynell walked home by Forked Pond to Maudeley.
They talked no more on the subject, and presently Catharine Elsmere rose, and went into the house. Mary sat on by the water-side thinking. Meynell's aspect, Meynell's words, were in her mind little traits too and incidents of his parochial life that she had come across in the village. A man might preach and preach, and be a villain!
But before we trace the effect of the letter, let us look for a moment at the general position of the Movement when this second phase of Meynell's connection with it began.
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