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Of course, I have never been outside Tredowen, where everyone was contented and happy in their way, and it seems terrible to me just at first. I can't bear to think that everyone hasn't at least a chance of happiness." "You are too young," he said, "to bother your head about these things yet. Wait until you have gathered in a little philosophy with the years.
I choose to give the Tredowen estates away, to disappoint my next of kin. That is how you may regard the transaction. We will go into the house and complete this deed." Wingrave rose slowly and walked with some difficulty up the gravel path. He ignored, however, his companion's timid offer of help, and led the way to the library. In a few minutes the document was signed and witnessed.
"I am afraid," he said, "you will find that I have outlived all sentiment; but I will certainly come to Tredowen with you!" "It was here," she said, as they passed through the walled garden seawards, "that I saw you first you and the other gentleman who was so kind to me." Wingrave nodded.
I think that if I have to go away from the pictures and the garden, and the sea, I shall never be happy any more." "You are a child," he remarked contemptuously; "you do not understand. If you go away, you can learn to paint pictures yourself like those at Tredowen. You will find that the world is full of other beautiful places!"
The sympathetic aspect of his words was altogether destroyed by the thin note of careless irony, which even the child understood. She felt that he was mocking her. "I could never be happy," she said simply, "away from Tredowen. You understand, don't you?" she added, turning confidentially to Aynesworth. "You think so now, dear," he said, "but remember that you are very young.
"It was scarcely like that," Aynesworth explained. "I met her and Mrs. Tresfarwin on the way there, and asked to be allowed to accompany them. Mrs. Tresfarwin was once your housekeeper, I think, at Tredowen." "And did you solve the mystery of this relation of her father who turned up so opportunely?" Wingrave asked. Aynesworth shook his head. "She told me nothing about him," he answered.
"You don't mean," she exclaimed, "you are going away without coming to Tredowen?" "Why not?" he asked. "I never had any intention of going there!" "You are very angry with me," she cried in despair. Her lip quivered. Wingrave interposed. "I shall be happy to go and have a look at the place," he said carelessly, "if you will drive me back. I fancy I have almost forgotten what it is like."
"But surely he will come back himself some time?" she asked, The lawyer shook his head sorrowfully. "I am afraid," he said, "that Sir Wingrave has no affection for the place whatever." "No affection for Tredowen," she repeated wonderingly. "Do you know what I think, Mr. Pengarth? I think that it is the most beautiful house in the world!" "And yet you talk of leaving it."
To think that I never guessed." "You remember seeing me, then?" he remarked, and his tone sounded all the colder after the full richness of her young voice. "I just remember it only just," she answered. "You see you did not take much notice of me that time, did you? But I have lived amongst your ancestors too long to make any mistake. Why have you stayed away from Tredowen so long?"
"I have always hoped," she said, "that some day you would come once more to Tredowen. I suppose I am rather a fanciful person. This is a country of superstitions and fancies, you know; but sometimes when I have been alone in the picture gallery with all that long line of dark faces looking down upon me from the walls, I have felt like an interloper. Always they seem to be waiting!
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