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"With my whole heart if she would give me the opportunity!" "We won't pursue the subject, Mr. Morris. I am told by Mrs. Ellmother that you have something to say to me. What is it?" "I have to ask you," Alban replied, "to let me resign my situation at Netherwoods." Miss Ladd was not only surprised; she was also a very rare thing with her inclined to be suspicious.
Netherwoods failed to attract persons of distinction in search of a country residence. The grounds were beautiful; but no landed property not even a park was attached to the house. Excepting the few acres on which the building stood, the surrounding land belonged to a retired naval officer of old family, who resented the attempt of a merchant of low birth to assume the position of a gentleman.
Can I be of any use?" "Of the greatest use, if you can give me Miss Jethro's address." "Oh! You mean to begin in that way, do you?" "Yes. You know that Miss Jethro visited me at Netherwoods?" "Go on." "She showed me your answer to a letter which she had written to you. Have you got that letter?" Doctor Allday produced it. The address was at a post-office, in a town on the south coast.
Having little appetite for her breakfast, she tried the experiment of a walk on the terrace. Alban Morris was right; the air at Netherwoods, in the summer time, was relaxing. The morning mist still hung over the lowest part of the valley, between the village and the hills beyond. A little exercise produced a feeling of fatigue. Francine returned to her room, and trifled with her tea and toast.
Not the slightest appearance of jealousy betrayed itself in Francine. She made no attempt to attract to herself the attentions of Mirabel; and she showed no hostility to Emily, either by word, look, or manner. The day after, an event occurred at Netherwoods.
My memory isn't as good as it was; but I do think I have told you all I had to tell." "You are the best of good friends!" Alban said warmly. "Never mind about that, sir. If you want to do a friendly thing in return, tell me if you know what has become of Miss de Sor." "She has returned to Netherwoods." "Aha! Miss Ladd is as good as her word.
"About the mysterious lady, with the strange name," he proceeded "do you know anything of her?" Emily related what she knew; without revealing the true reason for Miss Jethro's departure from Netherwoods. In after years, it was one of her most treasured remembrances, that she had kept secret the melancholy confession which had startled her, on the last night of her life at school. Mr.
Her voice was low and weak; but she still spoke with the same nervous hurry of articulation which had been remarked by Alban Morris, on the day when she asked him to direct her to Netherwoods. "Not exactly injured," she explained; "but one's appearance is a matter of some anxiety even on one's death-bed.
"Yes, Mr. Morris you do." She shook hands with him and went back to Emily. Alban returned to Netherwoods to continue his services, until another master could be found to take his place. By a later train Miss Ladd followed him. Emily was too well aware of the importance of the mistress's presence to the well-being of the school, to permit her to remain at the cottage.
Carry your mind back to Netherwoods. One night you let Francine de Sor frighten you. You ran away from her into the garden. Keep quiet! At your age, must I set you an example of self-control? "I want to know, Miss Emily, where Francine de Sor is now?" "She is at the house in the country, which I have left." "Where does she go next, if you please? Back to Miss Ladd?" "I suppose so.
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