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A light was burning for him in the chamber; but Grace, though in bed, was not asleep. In a moment her sympathetic voice came from behind the curtains. "Edgar, is she very seriously hurt?" Fitzpiers had so entirely lost sight of Mrs. Charmond as a patient that he was not on the instant ready with a reply. "Oh no," he said. "There are no bones broken, but she is shaken. I am going again to-morrow."
If his protestations to her before their marriage could be believed, her husband had felt affection of some sort for herself and this woman simultaneously; and was now again spreading the same emotion over Mrs. Charmond and herself conjointly, his manner being still kind and fond at times.
Half-way up the steep green slope confronting her stood old Timothy Tangs, who was shortening his way homeward by clambering here where there was no road, and in opposition to express orders that no path was to be made there. Tangs had momentarily stopped to take a pinch of snuff; but observing Mrs. Charmond gazing at him, he hastened to get over the top out of hail.
But they shall never laugh at my children, if I have any: I'll starve first! Thank God, I've been able to keep her at school without sacrifice; and her scholarship is such that she stayed on as governess for a time. Let 'em laugh now if they can: Mrs. Charmond herself is not better informed than my girl Grace."
The girl regarded him reflectively. "Barber Percombe," she said, "I know who 'tis. 'Tis she at the House Mrs. Charmond!" "That's my secret. However, if you agree to let me have it, I'll tell you in confidence." "I'll certainly not let you have it unless you tell me the truth. It is Mrs. Charmond." The barber dropped his voice. "Well it is.
If she encourages him, what can you wish for more?" "I wish for nothing definite. But there's a lot of things possible for her. Why, Mrs. Charmond is wanting some refined young lady, I hear, to go abroad with her as companion or something of the kind. She'd jump at Grace." "That's all uncertain. Better stick to what's sure." "True, true," said Melbury; "and I hope it will be for the best.
Besides, I don't believe that the genuine subjects of emotion do outgrow them; I believe that the older such people get the worse they are. Possibly at ninety or a hundred they may feel they are cured; but a mere threescore and ten won't do it at least for me." He gazed at her in undisguised admiration. Here was a soul of souls! "Mrs. Charmond, you speak truly," he exclaimed.
She knew the point whence the sound proceeded the hill-top over which travellers passed on their way hitherward from Sherton Abbas the place at which she had emerged from the wood with Mrs. Charmond. Grace slid along the floor, and bent her head over the window-sill, listening with open lips. The carriage had stopped, and she heard a man use exclamatory words.
Suke Damson had thought it well to imitate her superior in this respect, and, descending the back stairs as Felice descended the front, went out at the side door and home to her cottage. Once outside Melbury's gates Mrs. Charmond ran with all her speed to the Manor House, without stopping or turning her head, and splitting her thin boots in her haste.
Charmond had apparently abandoned all interest in his daughter as suddenly as she had conceived it, and was as firmly convinced as ever that the comradeship which Grace had shown with Giles and his crew by attending his party had been the cause. Matters lingered on thus.
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