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If you had been with me yesterday in a street I was visiting, not a quarter of a mile from home But I'm going to forget all that now. How deliciously warm it is here in the shade! I must have a hammock in our garden at Cowes. 'When do you go back? Mr. Athel asked. 'In about a fortnight. It has done mother no end of good; don't you think she looks remarkably well, Mrs. Rossall?
Rossall was genuinely gracious; the twins made many promises to write from Switzerland. Emily was self-possessed, but Wilfrid read in her face that she was going through an ordeal. He felt the folly of his first proposal, that she should play a part before Mrs. Rossall through the winter months. He decided, moreover, that no time should be lost in making the necessary disclosure to his father.
If he had proposed to marry a barmaid, one's course would be clear, but as it is Mrs. Rossall had listened in silence to a matter-of-fact disclosure of Wilfrid's proceedings. In the commencement her attention had marked itself by a slight elevation of the brows; at the end she was cold and rather disdainful. Observation of her face had the result of confirming her brother in the apologetic tone.
Tulketh Hall has been occupied by several ancient families, and was once the seat of the Heskeths, of Rossall, near Fleetwood. The Rev. T. Johnson has lived in it for perhaps a couple of years, and seems to suffer none from either its isolation or antiquity. He thrives very well, like the generality of parsons, and will be a long liver if careful.
No doubt Violet Rossall thought that smile well worth awakening. It was so sunny lighting up to classical beauty Bernard's usually grave yet always handsome features. The rarity of his smile, too, rendered it all the more precious.
'She admitted to me, he said, in a suppressed voice, 'that her illness began before her father's death. It was not that that caused it. You think that someone may have interfered? My father? Impossible! He is a man of honour; he has written of her in the kindest way. But there was someone else. His father was honourable; could the same be said of Mrs. Rossall?
Rossall was not unaware that, in all that concerned intellectual refinement, her governess was considerably superior to herself, and in personal refinement not less a lady; but the fact of quarterly payments, spite of all this, inevitably indicated a place below the salt. Mr.
'I know you always object to sing without some musical preparation, said Mrs. Rossall, as she took a seat by the girl's side. 'I wonder whether we ought to close the windows; are you afraid of the air? 'Oh, leave them open! Beatrice replied. 'It is so close. Her cheeks had a higher colour than usual; she lay back in the chair with face turned upwards, her eyes dreaming.
'I deny the keen appreciation, in your sense. 'Of course you do. Come to me in ten years and tell me your opinion of women's ways of thinking. This was the significant part of their conversation. Wilfrid came to land confirmed in his views; Mrs. Rossall, with the satisfaction of having prophesied uncomfortable things.
Baxendale and Wilfrid. 'Mr. Athel came from Switzerland as soon as he heard of your illness. 'How did he hear? Emily inquired, gravely. 'My niece, Miss Redwing, whom you knew, happened to be visiting me. She wrote to Mrs. Rossall. Emily was silent. The lines of her mouth showed a slight tremor, but no colour sought her cheeks.
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