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It can't be palatable." Here Eleonora shook her head, and her worn, wearied look went to the good-natured heart. "Dear child, you have gone through a great deal. You shan't be worried or fretted about anybody or anything at Revelrig." "I should be very glad," said Lenore, who had no fears of Lory personally, though she could not be invited on false pretences.
"Ah, yes! disobedience tacit deception temper. Oh! they have brought their just punishment. But that letter!" "I think it was to explain poor Frank's conduct at the races. Perhaps, as the servants at Revelrig had no knowledge of you, it may have been returned, and my mother's letter have been left untouched. I will see."
One always hears those things before they are true, and you see they are keeping her from us as if she belonged to them already. I call it unfeeling! I have just been to the post to see if there's a letter! Can't be anything wrong in the address, Revelrig, Cleveland, Yorkshire." "Why don't you telegraph?" "I shall, if I don't hear to-morrow morning." But the morning's telegrams were baffling.
She was dismayed at the prone exhausted manner in which Frank lay, partly on the floor, partly against her couch, with his face hidden. "Do you know where she is gone?" "Yes, Revelrig, Cleveland, Yorkshire." "I will write to her. Whatever may be her intentions, they shall not be carried out under any misrepresentation that I can contradict.
It was written the day after the ball." "I never went to Revelrig. Oh! if I could have spoken to you first I should have been saved from so much that was wrong. No one knew where I was." "No, not till Sister Margaret told Herbert Bowater that her sisters had been at a ball at the town-hall the week before. Then he saw she was Miss Strangeways, and asked if she knew where you were."
"It is my own fault. They think I am at Revelrig." "Your family do not know you are here?" said the Superior, gravely. "It was very wrong," she said. "This is the punishment. I must go. Can I?" "Surely, as soon as there is a train," said the Superior, beginning to look for a Bradshaw; while Dr. Easterby gave Lenore a chair, and bade her sit down.
"Is he ever sensible?" she faintly asked. "He has not been really rational for nearly ten days now." "If if oh! you know what I mean. Oh! gain his pardon for me!" and she covered her face with her hand. "Poor Frank! it is of your pardon that he talks. Tell me, Eleonora, did you ever receive a letter from my mother?" "Never. Where was it sent?" she said, starting. "To Revelrig.
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