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'We shall hear from Jasper. Whilst they were discussing the affairs of that branch of the family, Maud returned. There was ill-humour on her handsome face, and she greeted Marian but coldly. Throwing off her hat and gloves and mantle she listened to the repeated story of John Yule's bequests. 'But why ever has Mrs Reardon so much more than anyone else? she asked.
He called occasionally at Mrs Yule's, and would not do so less often when he knew that Amy was to be met there. There would be chance encounters like that of yesterday, of which she had chosen to keep silence. A dark fear began to shadow him. In yielding thus passively to stress of circumstances, was he not exposing his wife to a danger which outweighed all the ills of poverty?
The urgency of the immediate resumption of the march had arisen from White's anxiety for the safety of Yule's force.
There's my mother at the window; will you come in for a moment? With a step of quite unusual sprightliness Mr Yule entered the house. He could talk of but one subject, and Mrs Milvain had to listen to a laboured account of the blunder just committed by The Study. It was Alfred's Yule's characteristic that he could do nothing lighthandedly.
Your uncle Alfred and his daughter were staying at John Yule's, and I saw something of them. I was invited to the house. 'Did you speak of us? 'To Miss Yule only. I happened to meet her on a walk, and in a blundering way I mentioned Reardon's name. But of course it didn't matter in the least.
When Moor went that night Sylvia followed him, and as they stood together this happy moment seemed to recall that other sad one, for taking her hands again he asked, smiling now "Dear, is it good night or good by?" "It is good by and come to-morrow." Nothing could have been more unlike than the two pairs of lovers who from April to August haunted Mr. Yule's house.
What bitter shame for all the camp! All ashamed for England! Not of her never that! but for her. Once more she was a laughter to her enemies. LADYSMITH, Oct. 26. The business of the last few days has been to secure the retreat of the column from Dundee. On Monday, the 23rd, the whisper began to fly round Ladysmith that Colonel Yule's force had left town and camp, and was endeavouring to join us.
'Now, mother, urged Maud, 'THAT'S impossible, you know very well. 'I thought we might make an effort, dear. A holiday might mean everything to him. 'No, no, fell from Jasper, thoughtfully. 'I don't think you'd get along very well with Mrs Reardon; and then, if her uncle is coming to Mr Yule's, you know, that would be awkward.
He wished to be alone, to think over what had happened, and Mrs Yule's urgent voice rasped upon his ears. Its very smoothness made it worse. 'There may have been ground for grief and concern, he answered, 'but for complaint, no, I think not.
'You seem to get along with Miss Yule pretty well, after all, said Jasper, when the family were alone again. 'Did you anticipate anything else? Maud asked. 'It seemed doubtful, up at Yule's house. Well, get her to come here again before I go. But it's a pity she doesn't play the piano, he added, musingly. For two days nothing was seen of the Yules.
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