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Warned of that, he did his utmost to avoid an outbreak of discord, constantly hoping that he might come to understand his daughter's position, and perhaps discover that his greatest fear was unfounded. Twice in the course of the summer he inquired of his wife whether she knew anything about the Milvains. But Mrs Yule was not in Marian's confidence.
Marian, however, visited them at their lodgings frequently; now and then she met Jasper there. The latter never spoke of her father, and there was no question of inviting him to repeat his call. In the end, Marian was obliged to speak on the subject with her mother. Mrs Yule offered an occasion by asking when the Miss Milvains were coming again.
As the Milvains sat down to breakfast the clock of Wattleborough parish church struck eight; it was two miles away, but the strokes were borne very distinctly on the west wind this autumn morning. Jasper, listening before he cracked an egg, remarked with cheerfulness: 'There's a man being hanged in London at this moment.
'Where do you suppose she has gone? he asked, in a voice which was only distant, not offensive. 'To the Miss Milvains, I believe, Mrs Yule answered, looking aside. 'Did she tell you so? 'No. We don't talk about it. He seated himself on the corner of a chair and bent forward, his chin in his hand. 'Has she said anything to you about the review? 'Not a word.
Beyond the fact that his daughter was in constant communication with the Miss Milvains, he knew, and could discover, nothing of the terms on which she stood with the girls' brother, and this ignorance was harder to bear than full assurance of a disagreeable fact would have been.
Marian had begun to explain her reluctance to base any hopes on Mr Quarmby's prediction, when the sound of a postman's knock at the house-door caused her mother to disappear for a moment. 'It's for you, said Mrs Yule, returning. 'From the country. Marian took the letter and examined its address with interest. 'It must be one of the Miss Milvains. Yes; Dora Milvain.
'Of course not, was the reply, in a tone of self-persuasion. 'Mr Milvain is sure to have plenty of money before long. 'Yes. 'You feel much better now, don't you? 'Much. I am quite well again. At seven, Marian went out. Finding herself weaker than she had thought, she stopped an empty cab that presently passed her, and so drove to the Milvains' lodgings.
'I only know that she goes to see the young ladies, and that they do writing of some kind. 'She never even mentions their brother to you? 'Never. I haven't heard his name from her since she told me the Miss Milvains weren't coming here again.
She had a letter from one of those young ladies this afternoon. 'What young ladies? asked Yule, with impatience of this circuitous approach. 'The Miss Milvains. 'Well, there's no harm that I know of. They're decent people. 'Yes; so you told me. But she began to speak about their brother, and 'What about him? Do say what you want to say, and have done with it!
Jasper liked to observe her as she turned her head: there seemed to him a particular grace in the movement; her head and neck were admirably formed, and the short hair drew attention to this. It was agreed that Miss Harrow and Marian should come on the second day after to have tea with the Milvains.
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