He had a quick, shrewd, merry eye, and a look in
which duplicity was agreeably veiled by good humour. If they entered a shop, he paused by the doorway, as if waiting for the
journey to be resumed. “The next question, Miss Anna,” he said, “is how am I to help you? I am wholly
at your disposal. ’
‘Dunderhead. You're
not afraid, Mr. ’
‘Oh, a ruin,’ exclaimed Mrs Sindlesham, throwing up a hand. ‘At last,’ he cried, ‘I have found
you!’ He would listen to nothing. Young and old were dressed in their gayest
apparel; and it was evident from the smiles that lighted up every countenance,
from the roguish looks of the younger swains, and the demure expression of
several pretty rustic maidens, that a ceremony, which never fails to interest all
classes,—a wedding,—was about to take place. Not once during the
ceremony did the two look at each other, but riveted their gaze upon the lips of
the man who was forging the bands: gazed intensively, as if they feared the
world might vanish before the last word of the ceremony was spoken. What had happened to it?
She had broken it, certainly. For a time
he would be the grim Protestant Flagellant, pursuing the idea of self-castigation.
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