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He did not reply, and she continued, 'If they say and prove that Eunice is indeed living and dear, you know she is she is sure to come back. This remark seemed to awaken and irritate him to speech. Again, as he had done a hundred times during their residence together, he categorized the events connected with the fire at the Three Tranters.
You are not, dear, are you? Forgive me. Your loving wife, EUNICE. This was the last of the letters from the wife to the husband. One other, in Mrs. Manston's handwriting, and in the same packet, was differently addressed. 'THREE TRANTERS INN, CARRIFORD, November 28, 1864. 'DEAR COUSIN JAMES, Thank you indeed for answering my letter so promptly.
He turned homeward again, in the company of the rector, who had considerately persuaded him to retire from the scene for a while, and promised that as soon as a man could live amid the embers of the Three Tranters Inn, they should be carefully searched for the remains of his unfortunate wife. Manston then went indoors, to wait for morning.
"Though I do think that bulls are more moved by a tune than cows at least that's my experience. Once there was an old aged man over at Mellstock William Dewy by name one of the family that used to do a good deal of business as tranters over there Jonathan, do ye mind? I knowed the man by sight as well as I know my own brother, in a manner of speaking.
'She went to the Three Tranters, because she couldn't get into thy house, the burnen roof fell in upon her before she could be called up, and she's a cinder, as thou'lt be some day. 'That will do, let me drive on, said the steward calmly. Expectation of a concussion may be so intense that its failure strikes the brain with more force than its fulfilment. The labourer sank back into the ditch.
'Why, surely you know? Your friend, Farmer Springrove, the cider-maker, and who keeps the Three Tranters Inn; who recommended you to me when he came in to see me the other day? Cytherea's mother-wit suddenly warned her in the midst of her excitement that it was necessary not to betray the secret of her love. 'O yes, she said, 'of course. Her thoughts had run as follows in that short interval:
'Not exactly before I had left; but when I had closed the door, and was on the landing I heard her boot drop on the floor, as it does sometimes when pulled off? 'Had her face appeared worn and sleepy? 'I cannot say as her bonnet and veil were still on when I left, for she seemed rather shy and ashamed to be seen at the Three Tranters at all. 'And did you hear or see any more of her?
For several minutes I had no idea of attempting to escape the consequences of my deed. Then a light broke upon me. Had anybody seen her since she left the Three Tranters? Had they not, she was already believed by the parishioners to be dust and ashes. I should never be found out. 'Upon this I acted. 'The first question was how to dispose of the body.
Manston came by her death accidentally through the burning of the Three Tranters Inn. When Mr. Springrove came from the door of the Rising Sun at the end of the inquiry, Manston walked by his side as far as the stile to the park, a distance of about a stone's-throw. 'Ah, Mr. Springrove, this is a sad affair for everybody concerned.
Here Cytherea bade her a hurried adieu, and flitted down the garden into the lane. She persevered in her duties with a wayward pleasure in giving herself misery, as was her wont. Mr. Springrove's name was next on the list, and she turned towards his dwelling, the Three Tranters Inn.
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