He did not even reply to her for several minutes. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves
from the elms and horse-chestnuts. Project
Gutenberg is a registered trademark, and may not be used if you
charge for the eBooks, unless you receive specific permission. Anyways, we gets friendly and
chats each day, and yesterday I mentions about that Mr Charvill, and the maid
ups and says that Frenchie and his missus is going out of town to visit him. ’ Lucilla frowned. She occupied a small sofa, a little
apart, a ruddy-complexioned gentleman some years her senior beside her, and
glanced about with an air of considerable unease. His hands came up, his face
broke apart. That day Gerald had brought her to this
excessively careful house, where she had felt very much alone and very unlike
herself. "You will never leave me," sobbed the poor woman, straining him to her breast. She felt she
had stepped into a world of unknown usages. Now, as she stared at the image of her own face, she
recalled something Major Alderley had said. Sheppard, returning his embrace
with all a parent's tenderness. She was saying good-bye to childhood and home, and her
making; she was going out into the great, multitudinous world; this time there
would be no returning. After debating with himself whether he should further seek an interview, which,
though, now in his power, was so sedulously shunned by the other party, he
decided in the negative; and contenting himself with writing upon a slip of paper
the hasty words,—"You are known by the villagers,—be upon your guard,"—he
gave it to the ostler, with instructions to deliver it instantly to the owner of the
horse he pointed out, and pursued his course.
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