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No reference was made to the long rupture of intercourse between her family and these relatives. Christian learnt that his uncle was still hale, and that Janet's four sisters all lived, obviously unmarried. To-day he was disposed to be almost affectionate with anyone who showed him a friendly face: he expressed grief that his cousin must leave for Twybridge early in the morning.
The one was covered with a long communication in German; on the other stood a few words of English, written, or rather scrawled, in a hand there was no recognising: 'Ill again, and alone. If I die, act for me. Write to Mrs. Peak, Twybridge. Beneath was added, 'J. E. Earwaker, Staple Inn, London. He turned hurriedly to the foreign writing.
Peak, and thus he involuntarily helped to widen the gap between the young man and his relatives. Nor had the intimacies of school time supplied Godwin with friendships for the years to come; his Twybridge class-fellows no longer interested him, nor did they care to continue his acquaintance.
At this point of the meditation he had reached his lodgings; he admitted himself with a latch-key, turned into his murky sitting-room, and sat down. The table was laid for tea, as usual. Though he might have gone to Twybridge this evening, he had preferred to stay overnight, for an odd reason.
'Well, then, look 'ere, 'spose we go to the little shop opposyte nice little plyce it looks. I could do a cup o' tea myself, and we can 'ev a quite confab. It's a long time since we'ed a talk together. I come over from Twybridge this mornin'; slep' there last night, and saw yer mother an' Oliver.
When next he visited Twybridge, the change in his appearance was generally remarked. Mrs. Peak naturally understood it as a significant result of his intercourse with Miss Moxey, of whom, as it seemed to her, he spoke with singular reticence.
Just after the removal of the bereaved family to Twybridge, they were surprised by a visit from Andrew, in answer to one of whose letters Mrs. Peak had sent news of her husband's death. Though her dislike of the man amounted to loathing, the widow could not refuse him hospitality; she did her best, however, to prevent his coming in contact with anyone she knew.
There was always something he wanted, and yet he didn't know what it was. 'Yes, I must be like him, Godwin replied, smiling. He stayed five days, then returned to Bristol. A week after that, his mother forwarded to him a letter which had come to Twybridge. He at once recognised the writing, and broke the envelope with curiosity. There is something I have to say.
You see, mother, I might manage it even before the end of the year. Our Mr. Moxey will be disposed to help me with his recommendation. 'But, my dear, wouldn't it come to the same thing, then, if you went back to Mr. Moxey's? He made a gesture of impatience. 'No, no, no! I couldn't live at Twybridge. I have my way to make, mother, and the place for that is London. You know I am ambitious.
'Forgive me, were the first sounds that came from Marcella's lips. She spoke with bent head, and almost in a whisper. 'What have I to forgive? He sat down and leaned sideways in the easy chair. 'You were curious about my doings? What more natural? 'Do you know how I learnt where you were? She looked up for an instant. 'I have a suspicion. You went to Twybridge? 'Yes.
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