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On her marriage Mary Mivart had declared that her new home in Devonshire was deadly dull, and had induced her indulgent husband to allow her sister to come and live with her, and Ethelwynn and her maid had formed part of the household ever since.
The scene in that room was an unhappy one, for although Ethelwynn betrayed nothing by her lips, I saw by her manner that she was full of remorse over the might-have-beens, and that she was bitterly reproaching herself for some fact of which I had no knowledge. Of the past we had not spoken. She had been too full of grief, too utterly overcome by the tragedy of the situation.
With Ethelwynn I had walked across the meadows by that path on several occasions, and in the dead silence of the brilliant night vivid recollections of a warm summer's evening long past came back to me sweet remembrances of days when we were childishly happy in each other's love.
To me it had always been a mystery why the craving for gaiety and amusement had never seized Ethelwynn. She was by far the more beautiful of the pair, the smartest in dress, and the wittier in speech, for possessed of a keen sense of humour, she was interesting as well as handsome the two qualities which are par excellence necessary for a woman to attain social success.
Their voices sounded above the rushing of the waters, and they were lingering as though unwilling to walk further. "Ethelwynn has told me," he was saying. "I can't make out the reason of his coldness towards her. Poor girl! she seems utterly heart-broken." "He suspects," his wife replied. "But what ground has he for suspicion?" I stood there transfixed. They were talking of myself!
Therefore, I can't, for the life of me, discover any cause why you should allow yourself to have these touches of the blues unless it's liver, or some other internal organ about which you know a lot more than I do. Why, man, you've got the whole world before you, and as for Ethelwynn " "Ethelwynn!" I ejaculated, starting up from my chair. "Leave her out of the question!
For what reason had old Courtenay contrived to efface his identity so thoroughly? As I looked at her, mourning for a man who was alive and well, I utterly failed to comprehend one single fact of the astounding affair. It staggered belief! "Let me speak candidly to you, Ralph," she said, after we had been discussing Ethelwynn for some little time.
"What is this you tell me? Ethelwynn has a lover?" "I have nothing whatever to do with her affairs, Doctor," said the tantalising woman, who affected all the foibles of the smarter set. "Now that you have forsaken her she is, of course, entirely mistress of her own actions." "But I haven't forsaken her!" I blurted forth.
The pleasures of the world of London had no attraction for me, my ideal being a snug country practice with Ethelwynn as my wife. But alas! my idol had been shattered, like that of many a better man. With this bitter reflection still in my mind, my attention was attracted by low voices as though of two persons speaking earnestly together.
I took both her hands in mine, and fixing my gaze straight into those dear eyes wherein the love-look shone that look by which a man is able to read a woman's heart I asked her a question. "Ethelwynn," I said, calmly and seriously, "we love each other.
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