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Updated: June 13, 2025
The beautiful tiled-roof the picturesque roughness and crookedness of the architectural lines of the whole building, so different to the smooth, hard, angular imitations of half-timbered work common in these degenerate days, were a delight to the eyes to rest upon, a wealth of ivy clung thickly to the walls and clambered round the quaint old chimneys; some white doves clustered in a group on the summit of one broad oak gable, were spreading their snowy wings to the warm sun and discussing their domestic concerns in melodious cooings; the latticed windows, some of which in their unspoilt antiquity of 'horn' panes were a particular feature of the house, were all thrown open, but to Walden's sensitive observation there seemed a different atmosphere about the place, a suggestion of change and occupation which was almost startling.
The advantage of this forethought was strongly perceived by all. Their progress was uninterrupted by any adverse circumstance, and every one was in high spirits, until the west side of Walden's ridge, the most elevated of the three, had been gained. They were now destined to experience a most appalling reverse of fortune.
She had always known the relationship, and had always guarded it as a sacred secret. The flood of repression and denial came in full force now. "I want to know all!" That was the demand, and straightway Cynthia sprang to her feet and ran from the room. She was still running when she came into Ann Walden's presence. "What's the matter, Cynthia?" "Aunt Ann, tell me about my father and mother!"
Only once again he spoke in the course of the meal, and that was during the impressive pause between pudding and cheese. "When he knows as 'ow the Five Sisters be chalked, Passon Walden's sure to do somethin'," he said. "Ay!" responded his wife thoughtfully; "he's sure to do something." "What d'ye think he'll do?" queried Bainton, somewhat anxiously.
Nothing to eat; nothing to hold onto 'cept a trifle o' money what I'se afraid to let any one know I'se got. Miss Ann, chile, there ain't any one goin' to be s'prised at money coming from the Great House, so jes' let me bide long o' you an' lil' miss, for God's sake, ma'am." The old tie between the family and its dependents held true now even through the growing mists of Ann Walden's brain.
There is no one there now, so my imparted information relates, with the exception of her ladyship Wicketts, a Miss Fosby and a hired musician from the cells of the professional caterer, named Gigg." Walden's eyes twinkled. He was always very indulgent to Mr. Netlips, and rather encouraged him than otherwise in his own special flow of language. "Really!" he said "And so they are all gone!
English women have been the last, certainly, to adopt it but then, England is always behind every country in everything!" She spoke with a hard flippancy, and she knew it. Walden's eyes darkened into a deeper gravity. "Miss Vancourt, this England of ours was once upon a time not behind, but BEFORE every nation in the whole world for the sweetness, purity and modesty of its women!
I had asked Ann Walden to marry me because I felt sure of myself, and in this lonely place I needed the companionship, the wisdom and the social position her presence would give to this great work of lifting up those worthy of recognition. Then came the day when I saw the little sister Ann Walden's and mine, for we had always called her that a woman!
Low and sweet on the fragrant silence came the dulcet piping of a nightingale, and the soft swishing sound of the river flowing among the rushes, and pushing against the pebbly shore. A sudden smarting sense of pain stung Walden's eyes, pressing them with one hand he found it wet, with tears?
"Hullo, Walden!" he said, looking up and nodding casually "Haven't seen you for an age! What have you been doing with yourself? Always up at the Manor, I suppose! Great attraction at the Manor! he-he- he!" A certain quick irritation, like that produced by the teasing buzz of some venomous insect, affected Walden's nerves.
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