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With pushing and scraping and with letting Branshaw Teleragh, and with selling a picture and a relic of Charles I or so, had got and, poor dear, she had never had a really decent dress to her back in all those years and years she had got, as she imagined, her poor dear husband back into much the same financial position as had been his before the mistress of the Grand Duke had happened along.
I have rushed through all Provence and all Provence no longer matters. It is no longer in the olive hills that I shall find my Heaven; because there is only Hell... . Edward is dead; the girl is gone oh, utterly gone; Leonora is having a good time with Rodney Bayham, and I sit alone in Branshaw Teleragh.
It was generally a disagreeable ordeal for newcomers but Edward Ashburnham bore it like an Englishman and a gentleman. I could see his lips form a word of three syllables remember I had nothing in the world to do but to notice these niceties and immediately I knew that he must be Edward Ashburnham, Captain, Fourteenth Hussars, of Branshaw House, Branshaw Teleragh.
And, after that, a holy peace, like the peace of God which passes all understanding, descended upon Branshaw Teleragh. Leonora went about her daily duties with a sort of triumphant smile a very faint smile, but quite triumphant. I guess she had so long since given up any idea of getting her man back that it was enough for her to have got the girl out of the house and well cured of her infatuation.
Just near Branshaw Teleragh it was and we descended on it from the high, clear, windswept waste of the New Forest. I tell you it was amazing to arrive there from Waterbury. And it came into my head for Teddy Ashburnham, you remember, had cabled to me to "come and have a talk" with him that it was unbelievable that anything essentially calamitous could happen to that place and those people.
She was Mrs Ashburnham of Branshaw Teleragh. She was the great Mrs Ashburnham of Branshaw and she lay all day upon her bed in her marvellous, light, airy bedroom with the chintzes and the Chippendale and the portraits of deceased Ashburnhams by Zoffany and Zucchero.
She would no doubt have made him scenes, have threatened him, have appealed to his sense of humour, to his promises. But Mr Bagshawe and the fact that the date was the 4th of August must have been too much for her superstitious mind. You see, she had two things that she wanted. She wanted to be a great lady, installed in Branshaw Teleragh. She wanted also to retain my respect.
He was not a Catholic; but that was the way it took him. Leonora slept for the first time that night with a sleep from which she never once started. AND then Leonora completely broke down on the day that they returned to Branshaw Teleragh. It is the infliction of our miserable minds it is the scourge of atrocious but probably just destiny that no grief comes by itself.
You understand that there was nothing the matter with Edward Ashburnham's heart that he had thrown up his commission and had left India and come half the world over in order to follow a woman who had really had a "heart" to Nauheim. That was the sort of sentimental ass he was. For, you understand, too, that they really needed to live in India, to economize, to let the house at Branshaw Teleragh.
At any rate, I never heard until the very end what became of Mrs Rufford. Leonora never spoke of her. And then Major Rufford went to India, from which he returned very seldom and only for very short visits; and Nancy lived herself gradually into the life at Branshaw Teleragh. I think that, from that time onwards, she led a very happy life, till the end.
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