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I saw that he perceived this most disconcerting indication of a sentiment the very idea of which was so detestable, that, equally enraged with myself and with him, I did not know how to exhibit my contempt and indignation. Mistaking the cause of my discomposure, Mr. Dudley Ruthyn laughed softly, with an insufferable suavity. 'And there's some'at, lass, I must have in return.
I am, like other persons, jalouse de ma réputation; and it was difficult to suffer with patience the banishment which was invoked by you, because chiefly for your good, and for an indiscretion to which I was excited by motives the most pure and laudable. It was you who spied so cleverly eh! and denounce me to Monsieur Ruthyn? Helas! wat bad world it is!
I had seen her write letters, and supposed, though I could only recollect one or two, that she received in proportion. 'Are you Mary Quince? asked my lady cousin. Mary was arranging the window-curtains, and turned, dropping a courtesy affirmatively toward her. 'You wait on my little cousin, Miss Ruthyn, don't you? 'Yes,'m, said Mary, in her genteelest way. 'Does anyone sleep in her room?
A peculiar sound startled me and I saw a man descend by a rope, and take his stand on the windowsill. In a moment more, window, bars and all, swung noiselessly open, and Dudley Ruthyn stepped into the room. He stole, in a groping way, to the bed, and stooped over it.
'He wasn't in a church these five years, he says, and then only to meet a young lady. Now, isn't he a sinner, Maud isn't he? Dudley, grinning, looked with a languishing slyness at me, biting the edge of his wide-awake, which he held over his breast. Dudley Ruthyn probably thought there was a manly and desperate sort of fascination in the impiety he professed.
Ruthyn is a dull town, but it possessed plenty of interest to me, for as I strolled with my guide about the streets I remembered that I was treading the ground which the wild bands of Glendower had trod, and where the great struggle commenced, which for fourteen years convulsed Wales, and for some time shook England to its centre.
For your accomplishments rather singular than fashionable you are indebted, in part, to your cousin, Lady Knollys. Is not she, Monica? Thank her, Milly. 'This is your truce, Silas, said Lady Knollys, with a quiet sharpness. 'I think, Silas Ruthyn, you want to provoke me to speak in a way before these young creatures which we should all regret. 'So my badinage excites your temper, Monnie.
He mentioned that preparations for his niece's reception are being completed, and that he will send for her in a few days; so that I think it will be advisable that I should go down to Knowl, to assist Miss Ruthyn with any advice she may require before her departure, to discharge servants, get inventories made, and provide for the care of the place and grounds during her minority.
'You're taking too much for granted, Maud, said she; 'Silas Ruthyn, most likely, will refuse his consent, and insist on your going to Bartram-Haugh. 'Heaven grant! I exclaimed; 'but if he doesn't, it is all the same to me, go I will. He may turn me out, but I'll go, and try to expiate the breach of faith that I fear is so horribly wicked.
Here is his letter' and he produced it 'announcing officially that he means to accept the office; but I think he ought to be told it is not delicate, under all circumstances. You know, Miss, that your uncle, Mr. Silas Ruthyn, was talked about unpleasantly once. 'You mean' I began. 'I mean about the death of Mr. Charke, at Bartram-Haugh.
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