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I don't mind the expense; keep it well, and let me know what you spend. And of course I should consider your trouble." So that matter was satisfactorily arranged, and Waymark went home. Julian spent his day at the hospital as usual, finding relief in fixing his attention upon outward things.
If I object to her present companions it is my duty to find her more suitable ones. She lives too much alone. No doubt it is every husband's duty to provide his wife with society. But how am I to find it? I am so isolated, and always have been. I know not a soul who could be a friend to her." Waymark grew thoughtful, and kept silent.
Ida at once wrote to Waymark, begging him to come; he arrived early next morning, and learnt the state of things. "The doctor tells me," said Ida, "there is a case in Litany Lane. It is very cruel. Grandfather went to make arrangements for having the houses repaired." "There I recognise your hand," Waymark observed, as she made a pause. "Why have you so deserted us?" Ida asked.
Sally gave her hand, smiled, evidently wished to say something, but ended by turning away and running after her companions. Waymark was grateful for the help Mr. Woodstock had given him. Indeed, the two soon began to get on very well together. In a great measure, of course, this was due to the change in Waymark's philosophy; whereas his early idealism had been revolted by what he then deemed Mr.
Waymark touched her hair caressingly, then freed his other hand, and went from the room. Maud sat in thought till a loud ring at the door-bell made her start and flee upstairs. The room in which she and Waymark sat when they were by themselves was in no danger of invasion, but she feared the possibility of meeting her mother to-night.
Waymark burst into a most unsympathetic roar of laughter, but with O'Gree the grievance was evidently a serious one, and it was some few moments before he recovered his equanimity. Indeed it was not quite restored till the entrance of another customer, who purchased two ounces of butter.
When next she visited Litany Lane, Ida learnt that "pore Mrs. Casty," after a quarrel with her friend Mrs. Sprowl, had fallen downstairs in a fit and broken her neck. Waymark lived on in the Isle of Wight, until a day when there came to him a letter from Miss Bygrave.
I had a foolish notion that I should like to be with a better kind of people again I mean people in a higher position. I still kept answering advertisements for a lady's maid's place, and at last I got what I wanted. Oh yes, I got it." She broke off' laughing bitterly, and remained silent. Waymark would not urge her to continue.
Ida, too, seemed content to enjoy the moment; there was not that wistfulness in her eyes which had been so new to him and so strong in its influence. It was easy to find indifferent subjects of conversation, and to avoid the seriousness which would have been fatal. When they had found a pleasant spot to rest awhile before turning back, Waymark made up his mind to fulfil his promise to Julian.
"'Cos, by the devil himself, as 'll have me before many weeks is over, and by the fires of hell, as 'll burn me, if you stir a step, or speak a word above your breath, I'll bring you down just like they do the bullocks. Y' understand!" Waymark saw that the threat was no idle one. He could scarcely have spoken, had he wished.
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