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I should long ago have moved in this matter, hit or miss, could I have lighted upon Thorn, but he was not to be found, neither any clue to him, and we now know that this name, Thorn, was an assumed one." "Is he to be found?" "He is found. He is at West Lynne.
"I am neither. I am only a stranger, passing through the town." "On the tramp?" "Tramp? No." And Richard moved away, to make the best of his progress to East Lynne and report to Mr. Carlyle.
She had been his confidant she believed it was a jest how could her cousin do otherwise than love Edward Lynne? And with this belief, she recovered the self-possession which the necessity for subduing her feelings had taught her even at that early age. "And Rose," said Helen, in a quiet voice, "did you really think I ever intended to marry Edward Lynne?" "Certainly, cousin.
"I would not for a moment interfere in your affairs, or in the arrangements you and Barbara may agree upon, but I cannot help thinking that married people are better alone." "Cornelia will quit East Lynne," said Mr. Carlyle. "I have not spoken to her yet, but I shall do so now. I have long made my mind up that if ever I did marry again, I and my wife would live alone.
She was content patiently to abide the Lord. But one, I wis, was not at home, Another had paid his gold away, Another called him thriftless loone, And bade him sharply wend his way. Heir of Lynne 'He is done for. That wife of his may feel the consequence of meddling in other folk's concerns.
Hare and Barbara watched him steal down the path in the telltale moonlight, and gain the road, both feeling that those farewell kisses they had pressed upon his lips would not be renewed for years, and might not be forever. The church clocks at West Lynne struck eight one lovely morning in July, and then the bells chimed out, giving token that it was Sunday.
Now East Lynne is not entailed, neither is it mortgaged to anything like its value, though the latter fact, as you may imagine, is not patent to the world. When I bought it at a bargain, eighteen years ago, you were the lawyer on the other side, I remember." "My father," smiled Mr. Carlyle. "I was a child at the time." "Of course, I ought to have said your father.
But, for a single instant, she forgot recent events and doings, she believed she was indeed in her happy home at East Lynne, a proud woman, an honored wife. As recollection flashed across her, with its piercing stings, she gave vent to a sharp cry of agony, of unavailing despair. A surprise awaited Lady Isabel Vane.
I should like to walk to East Lynne this evening and inquire after her, and see her, if I may; it would be but neighborly. I feel quite equal to it. Since I have accustomed myself to take more exercise I feel better for it, you know; and we have not been out to-day. Poor Joyce! What time shall we go, Barbara?" "If we were to get there by by seven, I should think; their dinner will be over then."
Miss Carlyle took it and held it before her: her hand was cold as ice, and shook as if with palsy. "MARRIED. On the 1st inst., at Castle Marling, by the chaplain to the Earl of Mount Severn, Archibald Carlyle, Esquire, of East Lynne, to the Lady Isabel Mary Vane, only child of William, late Earl of Mount Severn." Miss Carlyle tore the paper to atoms and scattered it. Mr.
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