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The next day mother and I started for Rosville. Veronica decided to remain in Boston with Temperance till mother returned. She said that if she went she might find Mrs. Morgeson as disagreeable as Mr. Morgeson was; that she liked the Bromfield; besides, she wanted to see the missionary children off for Bombay, and intended to go down to the ship on the day they were to sail.
"I wanted to tell you that Charles Morgeson loved me from the first, and you remember that I stayed by him to the last." "What more is there?" knocking over the chair, and seizing me; "tell me." His eyes, that were bloodshot with anger, fastened on my mouth. "I know, though, damn him! I know his cunning. Was Alice aware of this?" And he pushed me backward. "All."
Morgeson could drive anything, she repressed her fears, and we drove out of the yard behind a pair of horses that stood on their hind legs as often as that position was compatible with the necessity they were under of getting on, for they evidently understood that they were guided by a firm hand. Edward was delighted with their behavior, and for the first time I saw his father smile on him.
For all this a mad longing sometimes seized me to depart into a new world, which should contain no element of the old, least of all a reminiscence of what my experience had made me. Alice Morgeson sent for Aunt Merce, asking her to fulfill the promise she had made when she was in Rosville. With misgivings she went, stayed a month, and returned with Alice.
I was the only one of the family who never went to Rosville. Aunt Merce took up her abode with Alice, on account of Arthur, whom she idolized. When father was married again, the Morgeson family denounced him for it, and for leaving Surrey; but they accepted his invitations to Rosville, and returned with glowing accounts of his new house and his hospitality.
Helen was there, but his eyes did not rest upon her, but upon Charles, whom I saw for the first time that evening. I introduced them. "Cassandra," said Charles, "let us make up a game in the East Room. Miss Helen, will you join? Mr. Somers, will you take a hand?" "Certainly. Miss Morgeson, will you be my partner?" "Will you play with me then, Miss Helen?" asked Charles.
"No." "To keep Cassandra, I intend to ask Mrs. Morgeson to come again. Will you write Mr. Morgeson to urge it?" "Yes." "I shall ask them to give up Cass altogether to us." "You like her so much, do you, Alice?" His voice sounded far off and faint. Again I refrained from speaking my resolution of going home. I would give up thinking of it even! I felt again the tension of the chain between us.
But for their being there at this time, I doubt whether she would have seen Mr. Morgeson again. That evening she played for them. Her wild, pathetic melodies made our visitor's gray eyes flash with pleasure, and light up his cold face with gleams of feeling; but she was not gratified by his interest. "I think it strange that you should like my music," she said crossly.
She was about to speak again when the whole party broke into a loud talk on the subject she had started, not observing Temperance, who appeared at the door, and beckoned to mother. I followed her out. "The members are goin' it, ain't they?" she said. "Do see if things are about right, Mis Morgeson."
Morgeson had come, and that he was in the dining-room. I went upstairs to leave my bonnet. As I pulled off my glove the ring on my finger twisted round. I took it off, for the first time since Charles had given it to me. A sense of haste came upon me; my hands trembled. I brushed my hair with the back of the brush, shook it out, and wound it into a loose mass, thrust in my comb and went down.
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