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Tarrant's meditations upon the girl's future she had never thought of a fine marriage as a reward of effort; she would have deemed herself very immoral if she had endeavoured to capture for her child a rich husband.
When the two young men from the College pressed their petition, she asked, with a laugh that surprised them, whether they wished to "mock and muddle" her. They went away, assenting to Mrs. Tarrant's last remark: "I am afraid you'll feel that you don't quite understand us yet."
Through the little court, with its leafy plane-trees and white-worn cobble-stones, she walked with bent head, hearing the roar of Holborn through the front archway, and breathing more freely when she gained the quiet garden at the back of the Inn. Tarrant's step sounded behind her. Looking up she asked the meaning of the inscription she had seen. 'You don't know Latin? Well, why should you?
Miss Tarrant, if she had not known so well what men are, would never have dreamed that Dr. Midleton, a scholar and a divine, could surrender to corporeal attractions. She declared that she could no longer expect any profit from his ministrations, and that she should leave the parish. Miss Tarrant's friends, however, did not go quite so far, and Mrs. Harrop confessed to Mrs.
But he was at a pass in which it was permissible to strain a point, and he took his way in the direction in which he knew that Cambridge lay, remembering that Miss Tarrant's invitation had reference to that quarter and that Mrs. Luna had given him further evidence. Had she not said that Verena often went back there for visits of several days that her mother had been ill and she gave her much care?
'Of course not. In this moment her thoughts had turned to Luckworth Crewe, and she was asking herself why this invitation of Tarrant's affected her so very differently from anything she had felt when Crewe begged her to meet him in London. With him she could go anywhere, enjoying a genuine independence, a complete self-confidence, thinking her unconventional behaviour merely good fun.
Before she could outlive the shock of passion which seemed at once to destroy and to re-create her, she was confronted with the second supreme crisis of woman's existence, its natural effects complicated with the trials of her peculiar position. Tarrant's reception of her disclosure came as a new disturbance she felt bewildered and helpless.
"Well, she is very old, and very very gentle," Doctor Prance answered, hesitating a moment for her adjective. "Under those circumstances a person may flicker out." "We must trim the lamp," said Ransom; "I will take my turn, with pleasure, in watching the sacred flame." "It will be a pity if she doesn't live to hear Miss Tarrant's great effort," his companion went on. "Miss Tarrant's? What's that?"
Mary, thanks to her old master, enjoyed an income more than sufficient to her needs; if Nancy must needs go into lodgings, inevitable, perhaps, as matters stood, her friend was ready with kind and practical suggestion; to wit, that she should take and furnish a house for herself, and place a portion of it at Mrs. Tarrant's disposal.
Nancy, whilst they were talking, took her hat from the table; at the same moment, Tarrant's hand moved towards it. Their eyes met, and the hand that would have checked her was drawn back. Quickly, secretly, she drew the ring from her finger, hid it somewhere, and took her gloves. 'Did you come by the back way? Tarrant asked, when he had bitten his lips for a sulky minute. 'Yes, as you told me.
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