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Updated: June 16, 2025
Father Benwell had lost little by not being present at the introduction of Winterfield to Stella. He had witnessed a plainer betrayal of emotion when they met unexpectedly in Lord Loring's picture gallery.
'Before you throw yourself into close intimacy with the lady, I think you should know something about her, Mrs Winterfield had said to her. 'I do know something about her; I know that she has the manners and education of a lady, and that she is living affectionately with her husband, who is devoted to her.
Osbaldistone, if you will have my best advice, I would take up this matter the law's hard very severe hanged poor Jack Winterfield at York, despite family connections and great interest, all for easing a fat west-country grazier of the price of a few beasts Now, here is honest Mr.
"You are more reserved than ever." "No; I am only out of spirits, Adelaide. I can't help thinking of that meeting with Winterfield. I feel as if some misfortune was hanging over my head." "Don't speak of that hateful man!" her ladyship exclaimed. "I have something to tell you about Romayne. Are you completely absorbed in your presentiments of evil? or do you think you can listen to me?"
When he had first thought of marrying Miss Amedroz he had imagined that she would have shared with him his aunt's property, and indeed such had been his belief up to the days of the last illness of Mrs Winterfield.
Romayne took up the second paper, looked at it, and threw it back again on the table with an expression of disgust. "You told me just now," he said, "that I was married to the wife of another man. And there is the judge's decision, releasing Miss Eyrecourt from her marriage to Mr. Winterfield. May I ask you to explain yourself?" "Certainly.
But I have something else to tell you, which is deserving of your best attention. The Christian name sufficiently identifies the inscription with the Winterfield whom I know. The circumstances under which the discovery was made were related to me by the proprietor of the asylum.
Eyrecourt or her address. "Thanks to Lord Loring's picture gallery," he thought, "I have found the man!" He took up his pen and made a little memorandum "Winterfield. Derwent's Hotel." To Mr. Bitrake. Private and Confidential.
"The little water-color drawing in my bedroom is by the same artist," she said. "Mr. Winterfield might like to see it. If you will ring the bell, Lewis, I will send my maid for it." Romayne had never allowed the servants to touch his works of art, since the day when a zealous housemaid had tried to wash one of his plaster casts. He made the reply which his wife had anticipated. "No! no!" he said.
When he went back to the room, Stella was lying on the sofa with her face turned toward the wall. She was in tears, and she was afraid to let him see it. "I won't disturb you," he said, and withdrew to his study. The precious volume which Winterfield had so kindly placed at his disposal was on the table, waiting for him.
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