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The vicar emitted a contented puff, looked the young man straight in the eyes, and without another word began to plan a walk to Patterdale viâ High Street, Martindale, and Howtown, and back by Hawes-water. To Mrs. Thornburgh, Robert announced that he must leave them on the following Saturday, June 24.
Leyburn, her look brightening. She liked a love affair as much as ever. Mrs. Thornburgh furtively looked round to see if the door was shut and all safe she felt herself a criminal, but the sense of guilt had an exhilarating rather than a depressing effect upon her. 'Have you guessed nothing? have the girls told you anything? 'No! said Mrs. Leyburn, her eyes opening wider and wider.
One might have seen it with half an eye from the beginning. Mrs. Thornburgh had not seen it with two eyes, as we know, till it was pointed out to her; but her imagination worked with equal liveliness backward or forward.
And I am equally sure that Mrs. Thornburgh doesn't know how to behave to a fiancé. Robert threw up his arms in mock terror at the name, and departed. 'We are abandoned, cried Rose, flinging herself into the chair again then with a little flash of half irresolute wickedness 'and we are free! Oh, I hope she will be happy!
The cart started off, and Mrs. Thornburgh was left staring into the receding eyes of 'Jim the Noodle, who, from his seat on the near shaft, regarded her with a gaze which had passed from benevolence into a preternatural solemnity. 'He's sparin' ov 'is speach is John Backhouse, said Sarah grimly, as her mistress returned to her. 'Maybe ee's aboot reet.
Thornburgh, left alone, absorbed herself to all appearance in the school treat which was to come off in a fortnight, in a new set of covers for the drawing-room, and in Sarah's love affairs, which were always passing through some traffic phase or other, and into which Mrs. Thornburgh was allowed a more unencumbered view than she was into Catherine Leyburn's.
Why, that girl Rose is a beauty if they didn't let her wear those ridiculous mustard-coloured things, and do her hair fit to frighten the crows! Agnes too so lady-like and well-mannered; she'd do credit to any man. Well, we shall see, we shall see! And Mrs. Thornburgh gently shook her gray curls from side to side, while her eyes, fixed on the open spare room window, shone with meaning.
Was the wretched thing to come off after all? He was too proud and sore to suggest an alternative. But Mrs. Thornburgh managed that for him. When he got back, he told the vicar in the hall of Miss Leyburn's flight in the fewest possible words, and then his long legs vanished up the stairs in a twinkling, and the door of his room shut behind him. A few minutes afterwards Mrs.
Thornburgh could have shaken her good man, especially as there was nothing new to her in his remarks; she had known to a T beforehand exactly what he would say.
Thornburgh surveyed Rose's smiling frankness with a little sigh. Things were going grandly, but she could imagine a disposition of affairs which would have given her personally more pleasure. 'How would you like him for a brother-in-law? she inquired, beginning in a whisper, with slow emphasis, patting Rose's arm, and bringing out the last words with a rush.
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