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And he wants me to get away from Edgar Tonmore, and I would go away from so many more people if he wished it." The evening passed into night, and Edmund was walking alone under the wall, dreaming of Rose. All this foolish gambling, quarrelsome, small world of men and women made such a foil to her image.
Finally he concluded that it would be better if Molly married money and not poverty, and did not smile on the penniless Edgar Tonmore. Therefore, finding himself alone with her during church time next morning, he thought no harm of trying to put a little spoke in the wheel to prevent that affair going too easily. But first he asked her why she did not go to church.
"You must be a witch," he said lightly; "you make me say things I don't in the least mean to say, and that I have never said to anyone else. And here is a distracted partner, Edgar Tonmore, coming to reproach you." "Our dance is nearly over, Miss Dexter," said a young, fresh voice, and a most pleasing specimen of well-built and well-trained manhood stood before them.
They strolled in the moonlight between the cedars and under the great wall with its alternate "ebon and ivory" of darkest evergreen growths and masses of white climbing roses, Molly's white gown rustling a little in the stillness. And Molly discovered with joy that he was trying to set her mind against marriage with Edgar Tonmore. If he only knew how little danger there was of that!
You must remember that I stopped you once in the wood at Groombridge when you wanted to tell me more about yourself, and that I again warned you when you wished to tell me about your mother's letter to you. As to Edgar Tonmore, I knew that he was penniless, and I thought it quite possible that you might, in the end, be penniless too. It was for your own sake I wished you to make a richer marriage.
"Edgar Tonmore." "Is Edgar here, then?" "Oh, no; it won't be at once. He has gone to Scotland, but he will be back before we leave London." "Really he is an excellent fellow. I don't see why you should be anxious." "But Molly is an orphan," she said plaintively, eyeing him quickly as she spoke. "Even so, orphans marry and live happily ever after." "But I'm not sure she will live happily."
You could use the horrible influence you had gained over me by your experience of many women, to manage me as you liked. You told me not to marry Edgar Tonmore for some reason of your own; you told me to go and stay with my aunt; you came to see me one night in London, and wormed out of me my relations with my unfortunate mother.
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