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I am not going to say anything against it but it was different once. 'Yes, I know, said Mrs. Thornburgh, thoughtfully. 'One had plenty of time, when you and I were young, to sit at home and think what one was going to wear, and how one would look, and whether he had been paying attention to any one else; and if he had, why; and all that. And now the young women are so superior.
Thornburgh's mind was now addressed, it would clearly have been the opinion of the vicar's wife that they ought to do so. 'Who else is there to look after these girls, I should like to know, Mrs. Thornburgh inquired of herself, 'if I don't do it? As if girls married themselves!
That girl, atoning as it were by her one white life for all the crimes and coarseness of her ancestry: the idea of her seemed to steal into the solemn golden evening and give it added poetry and meaning. The young man felt a sudden strong curiosity to see her. The festal tea had begun, and Mrs. Thornburgh was presiding. Opposite to her, on the vicar's left, sat the formidable rector's wife.
Agnes threw a quick look at Rose; Mrs. Leyburn, as soon as she had made out through her spectacles what was the matter, broke into warm expostulations. 'It is more comfortable, dear mother, and takes much less time, said Catherine, reddening. 'Poor Mrs. Thornburgh! remarked Agnes drily.
"He was so good!" she said; "I loved him so! Oh, Mr. Thornburgh, help me to look after the others!" And that's been her one thought since then that, next to following the narrow road. The vicar had begun to speak with emotion, as generally happened to him whenever he was beguiled into much speech about Catherine Leyburn.
Thornburgh but of his predecessor, a much more pushing and enterprising man, whose successful efforts to improve the church accommodation in Long Whindale had moved such deep and lasting astonishment in the mind of a somewhat lethargic bishop, that promotion had been readily found for him. Mr.
Oh, dear, I wish she'd let me do something for her; I wish she'd ask me to black her boots for her, or put in her tuckers, or tidy her drawers for her, or anything worse still, and I'd do it and welcome! It was getting uncomfortably serious all round, Rose admitted. But there was one element of comedy besides Mrs. Thornburgh, and that was Mrs. Leyburn's unconsciousness.
'Oh, the Lord only knows! she said, with a hasty freedom of speech which left the vicar feeling decidedly uncomfortable as she shut the door after her. However, if the Higher Powers alone knew, Mrs. Thornburgh was convinced that she could make a very shrewd guess at the causes of Catherine's behaviour.
But it was only for a very few minutes that she drifted thus. She raised her head again, scourging herself in shame and self-reproach, recapturing the empire of the soul with a strong effort. She set herself to a stern analysis of the whole situation. Clearly Mrs. Thornburgh and her sisters had been aware for some indefinite time that Mr. Elsmere had been showing a peculiar interest in her. Their eyes had been open. She realized now with hot cheeks how many meetings and tête-
'You think Catherine does care for him? resumed Mrs. Leyburn tremulously. 'Well isn't he just the kind of man one would suppose Catherine would like? repeated Mrs. Thornburgh, persuasively: 'he is a clergyman, and she likes serious people; and he's sensible and nice and well-mannered. And then he can talk about books, just like her father used I'm sure William thinks he knows everything!
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