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By-and-by the vicar of Huntercombe wanted a servant, and offered to engage Mary Wells. She thought twice about that. She could neither write nor read, and therefore was dreadfully dull without company; the bustle of an inn, and people coming and going, amused her. However, it was a temptation to be near Richard Bassett; so she accepted at last.
The sun set, the moon rose, the stars glittered; the infinite leaves stood out dark and solid, as if cut out of black marble; all was dismal silence and dread suspense to the solitary watcher. Yet the lady of Huntercombe Hall sat on, sick at heart, but patient, beneath that solemn sky.
A roar of cheers burst from the crowd at that inspired gesture of a woman, whose face and eyes seemed on fire: Lady Bassett turned pale. The next moment they passed their own gate, and dashed up to the hall steps of Huntercombe. Sir Charles sent Lady Bassett to her room for the night. She walked through a row of ducking servants, bowing and smiling like a gentle goddess.
He was in high spirits till he got in sight of Huntercombe Hall; and then it suddenly occurred to his mercurial mind that he should probably not be received with an ovation, petty larceny being a novelty in that ancient house whose representative he was. When he did get there he found the whole family in such a state of commotion that his return was hardly noticed at all.
Which resounding sentiment was warmly applauded by the honest squires. They took him slowly and carefully toward Huntercombe, distant about two miles from the scene of the accident. This 18th November Lady Bassett passed much as usual with her on hunting days.
Bassett and Huntercombe will be mine. And oh! Miss Bruce, if ever they are mine " "Sir Charles Bassett!" trumpeted a servant at the door; and then waited, prudently, to know whether his young lady, whom he had caught blushing so red with one gentleman, would be at home to another. "Wait a moment," said Miss Bruce to him.
AT the steps of Huntercombe Hall the servants streamed out, and relieved the strangers of the sorrowful load. Sir Charles was carried into the Hall, and Richard Bassett turned away, with one triumphant flash of his eye, quickly suppressed, and walked with impenetrable countenance and studied demeanor into Highmore House. Even here he did not throw off the mask. It peeled off by degrees.
He restricted her no further than this: she undertook never to draw above 100 pounds at a time without consulting Mr. Oldfield as to the application. Sir Charles said he should add to this fund every year; his beloved wife should not be poor, even if the hated cousin should outlive him and turn her out of Huntercombe.
Not for them was it to finger the little gentlefolks, but only to devour them with admiring eyes. Indeed, the picture was carried home to many a humble hearth, and is spoken of to this day in Huntercombe village.
This dark young man left Huntercombe one week, and my lady left it the next, and they were both in the city of Bath at one time. "Fact 5. The lady went from Bath to London. The dark young man went from Bath to London." "None of this is new to me," said Wheeler, quietly. "No; but it is the rule, in estimating coincidences, that each fresh one multiplies the value of the others.
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