“Mr Bray4 wants to see you, miss,” said a housemaid, entering the schoolroom, the footman not being dressed at so early an hour.
“To see me?” ejaculated Ella.
“Yes, miss; he says he wants to see you pertickler, and he’s now waiting in the dining-room.”
“Is Mrs Marter down yet?” said Ella, troubled at this unusual call, and at such a strange hour.
“No, miss; nor won’t be for long enough.”
“Ask Mr Bray if he would be kind enough to call again at twelve,” said Ella, after a few moments’ thought. “I am engaged now with the children.”
“Yes, miss,” said the girl; and she departed, to return at the end of five minutes, with a card bearing in pencil:
“If you value your peace of mind, come to me. I have a letter for you from the country. A case of life or death!”
“Mrs Brandon must be ill,” thought Ella; and hurriedly leaving the room, she stood the next minute face to face with Max, who was very pale, as he respectfully held out his hand, which was, however, unnoticed.
“Miss Bedford,” he said softly, “I fear that my visits have always been associated with that which was to you unpleasant, from the fact, though, that you did not know my real nature. This visit will, I fear, be only another that shall add to the dislike you entertain for me, but which of late you have so kindly5 disguised.”
Ella did not speak, but stood watching him eagerly.
“You know I was late home last night. I found there this letter, delivered evidently by the late post, and you will guess my emotion when you read it. I came back here; but I could not get a cab, and it was half-past two when I reached the house. If I had roused you, nothing could have been done, while now a calm night’s rest has made you better prepared. So I returned to lie down upon the sofa for a few hours’ rest, meaning to be here as soon as the house was opened; but—I am almost ashamed to tell it—I slept heavily from the effects of my long walk, and did not wake till eight. Can you bear to read it?” he said gently.
“Yes, yes,” cried Ella huskily; and she took a formal-looking letter, that had evidently been hurriedly torn open. She glanced at the address—to “Maximilian Bray, Esq., 109 Bury-street, Saint James’s, London.” The postmark, two days old, Penzance, while the London mark was of the day before. “Am I to read this?” she said, without raising her eyes.
“Yes,” he said gently; and he turned away from her, but only to go to the mantelpiece and cover his eyes with his hands, where it was quite possible that he might have been able to see, by means of the mirror, every act of the trembling girl.
Ella drew out a folded letter from the envelope, when a smaller one fell to the ground, addressed to her in the same hand as that in which the larger letter was written.
The characters seemed to run together as she opened this second envelope, took out a little folded note in another hand, read it, and then for a few moments the room seemed to swim round. But by an effort she mastered her emotion, re-read the note, and then hastily perused6 the letter through and through before doubling both together, and standing7 white and trembling, clutching the papers tightly as she gazed straight before her at vacancy8.
There was no cry, no display of wild excitement; nothing but those white quivering lips and the drawn9 despairing look, to show the agony suffered by that heart, till she started back, as it were, into life, when Max turned softly and stood before her.
“Miss Bedford,” he said gently, “I will not trouble you with words of commiseration10. I must go now to make preparations.”
“Preparations?” she said, as if not understanding his remark.
“Yes; preparations. I telegraphed to Lexville as I came; and now I must go, for I shall run down by the express. There will be no time saved if I start earlier.”
“You are going?” said Ella dreamily.
“Yes,” he said almost angrily, “of course! Do you take me to be utterly11 devoid12 of feeling? But you will write, and I will be the bearer.”
“Write!” said Ella, with a wild hysterical13 sob—“write!”
“Yes. Surely you will do that,” he said anxiously.
“Heaven help me!” cried Ella. “I must go.”
“You will go?” he said excitedly.
“Yes,” she said, with a strange dreamy look; “it is my fate. I must go.”
“Ella—Miss Bedford—will you trust me?” said Max in an earnest voice. “Leave matters to me, and I will arrange all. But Mrs Marter will object to your leaving.”
“I must go,” said Ella, who seemed to be speaking as if under some strange influence.
“You will go in spite of her wishes?” said Max.
“Yes, yes; I must go,” said Ella huskily; and raising her hands to her face, she would have left the room.
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n.爱尔兰式曲棍球v.猛投,用力掷( hurl的现在分词 );大声叫骂 | |
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v.劝告( admonish的过去式和过去分词 );训诫;(温和地)责备;轻责 | |
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v.读(某篇文字)( peruse的过去式和过去分词 );(尤指)细阅;审阅;匆匆读或心不在焉地浏览(某篇文字) | |
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