"
With this rebuke I left her. No doubt, she considered a renewal of my
engagement with Eleanor Faversham a romantic solution of difficulties.
I could only regard it as preposterous, and as I walked back to Victoria
Street I convinced myself that Eleanor's frank offer of friendship
proved that such an idea never entered her head. I took vehement pains
to convince myself Spring had come; like the year, I had awakened from
my lethargy. I viewed life through new eyes; I felt it with a new heart.
Such vehement pains I was not capable of taking yesterday.
"It has never entered her head!" I declared conclusively.
And yet, as we sat together a few hours later in Agatha's little room a
doubt began to creep into the corners of my mind. In her strong way
she had brushed away the scandal that hung around my name. She did not
believe a word of it. I told her of my loss of fortune. My lunacy
rather raised than lowered me in her esteem. How then was I personally
different from the man she had engaged herself to marry six months
before? I remembered our parting.
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