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They set him down in the middle of the field in a low chair not far from a small clump of trees, through which the footpath led to the stile whereon the curate was seated when he first saw the Polwarths. Mrs. Ramshorn found the fancy of the sick man pleasant for the hale, and sent for her knitting.
Helen sighed, thinking how ill that had worked with Emmeline. Ever since George Bascombe had talked about the Polwarths that day they met him in the park, she had felt a sort of physical horror of them, as if they were some kind of unclean creature that ought not to be in existence at all.
At least she would be with those whom he had loved, and who, she did not doubt, still loved him, believing him still alive. She could not go to the curate, but she could go to the Polwarths; no one would blame her for that-except indeed George. But even George should not come between her and what mere show of communion with Poldie was left her!
One evening the curate went earlier than usual, and had tea with the Polwarths. "Do you remember," he asked of his host, "once putting to me the question what our Lord came into this world for?" "I do," answered Polwarth. "And you remember I answered you wrong: I said it was to save the world." "I do. But remember, I said primarily, for of course he did come to save the world."
At least she would be with those whom he had loved, and who, she did not doubt, still loved him, believing him still alive. She could not go to the curate, but she could go to the Polwarths; no one would blame her for that-except indeed George. But even George should not come between her and what mere show of communion with Poldie was left her!
One evening the curate went earlier than usual, and had tea with the Polwarths. "Do you remember," he asked of his host, "once putting to me the question what our Lord came into this world for?" "I do," answered Polwarth. "And you remember I answered you wrong: I said it was to save the world." "I do. But remember, I said primarily, for of course he did come to save the world."
The dining-room door stood open; a wood-fire was roaring on the hearth, and candles were burning on a snowy table spread for a meal. Dorothy had a chamber-candle in her hand. She showed the Polwarths into the dining-room, then turning to Juliet, said, "I will take you to your room, dear." "I have prepared your old quarters for you," she said, as they went up the stair.
Helen sighed, thinking how ill that had worked with Emmeline. Ever since George Bascombe had talked about the Polwarths that day they met him in the park, she had felt a sort of physical horror of them, as if they were some kind of unclean creature that ought not to be in existence at all.
And yet I may be able to direct you where to find what I cannot give you. If you accept my plan, and will appoint day and hour, I shall acquaint the Polwarths with the service we desire of them. Should you object to it, I shall try to think of another. I am, dear Miss Lingard, yours very truly, Thomas Wingfold."
Nor was she desirous of shortening Juliet's sojourn with the Polwarths: the longer that lasted with safety, the better for Juliet, and herself too, she thought. On Christmas eve, the curate gave his wife a little poem. Helen showed it to Dorothy, and Dorothy to Juliet.
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