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Updated: June 29, 2025
They walked on in silence, the summer twilight falling softly over the river and the Hospital, over the Terrace with its groups, and the towering pile of buildings beside them. Presently Fontenoy said, in another voice: "I have really never had the courage to talk to you of the matter, Tressady, but didn't you see something of that lad Ancoats before he went off abroad?"
And as for t'other one, I'll put it in my pocket rather than not stay, now we are this far away from Ancoats." "Or, I can lend you another shawl," suggested Mrs. Barton. "Ay, anything rather than not stay." The matter being decided the party proceeded home, through many half-finished streets, all so like one another, that you might have easily been bewildered and lost your way.
They had whispered low, she thought. Pondering on this, and many other things, she reached Ancoats. "Oh, had he lived, Replied Rusilla, never penitence Had equalled his! full well I knew his heart, Vehement in all things.
Yet, just as she had again allowed herself to think of him as someone far younger and less mature than herself, he quietly renewed the conversation, so far as it concerned Ancoats, talking with a caustic good sense, a shrewd perception, and at bottom with a good feeling, that first astonished her, and then mastered her friendship more and more.
"We want someone to go to Ancoats; to represent to him his mother's determination to leave him for good if this disgraceful affair goes on; to break the shock of the girl's non-arrival to him, if, indeed, we succeed in stopping her; and to watch him for a day or two, in case there should be anything in the miserable talk of suicide with which he seems to have been threatening his mother." "Oh!
And then came up the old feeling which first bound Ruth to Naomi; the love they both held towards one object; and Mary felt that her cares would be most lightened by being of use, or of comfort to his mother. So she once more locked up the house, and set off towards Ancoats; rushing along with downcast head, for fear lest anyone should recognise her and arrest her progress.
The colour rushed to her cheeks, and she walked submissively away beside him. Meanwhile Letty and Ancoats pursued their way towards the greenhouses and walled gardens. Letty tripped along, hardly able to keep up with her companion's stride, but chattering fast all the time.
"I am afraid I can't tell you any secrets," said George, smiling, "for I don't know any. But it looks as though Mrs. Allison and Maxwell between them had somehow found a way out." "How's the mother?" "You see, she has gone abroad, too to Bad Wildheim. In fact, Lord Ancoats has taken her." "That's the place for heart, isn't it?" said his mother, abruptly. "There's a man there that cures everybody."
George agreed that the story was almost incredible, and added the inward and natural comment of the public-school man that if people will keep their boys at home, and defraud them of the kickings that are their due, they may look out for something unwholesome in the finished product. Then, aloud, he said: "I should imagine that Ancoats was acting through the greater part of that.
Allison was, he saw, sticking out of the great man's coat-pocket. The sheet was written with the regularity and devotion of a Prime Minister reporting to the Sovereign. Well! it was all very touching and very remarkable. But George had some sympathy with Ancoats.
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