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  TheyoungcurateofIvellstillheldaloof,tantalizingFrancesbyhiselusiveness。Plainlyhewaswaitinguponevents。Millborneborethereproachesofhiswifeanddaughteralmostinsilence;butbydegreeshegrewmeditative,asifrevolvinganewidea。ThebittercryaboutblightingtheirexistenceatlengthbecamesoimpassionedthatonedayMillbornecalmlyproposedtoreturnagaintothecountry;notnecessarilytoExonbury,but,iftheywerewilling,toalittleoldmanor-housewhichhehadfoundwastobelet,standingamilefromMr。Cope’stownofIvell。

  Theyweresurprised,and,despitetheirviewofhimasthebringerofill,weredisposedtoaccede。’ThoughIsuppose,’saidMrs。

  Millbornetohim,’itwillendinMr。Cope’saskingyouflatlyaboutthepast,andyourbeingcompelledtotellhim;whichmaydashallmyhopesforFrances。Shegetsmoreandmorelikeyoueveryday,particularlywhensheisinabadtemper。Peoplewillseeyoutogether,andnoticeit;andIdon’tknowwhatmaycomeofit!’

  ’Idon’tthinktheywillseeustogether,’hesaid;butheenteredintonoargumentwhensheinsistedotherwise。Theremovalwaseventuallyresolvedon;thetown-housewasdisposedof;andagaincametheinvasionbyfurniture-menandvans,tillallthemovablesandservantswerewhiskedaway。Hesenthiswifeanddaughtertoanhotelwhilethiswasgoingon,takingtwoorthreejourneyshimselftoIvelltosuperintendtherefixing,andtheimprovementofthegrounds。Whenallwasdonehereturnedtothemintown。

  Thehousewasreadyfortheirreception,hetoldthem,andthereonlyremainedthejourney。Heaccompaniedthemandtheirpersonalluggagetothestationonly,having,hesaid,toremainintownashorttimeonbusinesswithhislawyer。Theywent,dubiousanddiscontented——

  forthemuch-lovedCopehadmadenosign。

  ’Ifweweregoingdowntoliveherealone,’saidMrsMillbornetoherdaughterinthetrain;’andtherewasnointrusivetell-talepresence!……Butletitbe!’

  Thehousewasalovelylittleplaceinagroveofelms,andtheylikeditmuch。ThefirstpersontocalluponthemasnewresidentswasMr。Cope。Hewasdelightedtofindthattheyhadcomesonear,andthoughhedidnotsaythismeanttoliveinsuchexcellentstyle。Hehadnot,however,resumedthemannerofalover。

  ’Yourfatherspoilsall!’murmuredMrs。Millborne。

  Butthreedayslatershereceivedaletterfromherhusband,whichcausedhernosmalldegreeofastonishment。ItwaswrittenfromBoulogne。

  Itbeganwithalongexplanationofsettlementsofhisproperty,inwhichhehadbeenengagedsincetheirdeparture。ThechieffeatureinthebusinesswasthatMrs。Millbornefoundherselftheabsoluteownerofacomfortablesuminpersonalestate,andFrancesofalife-

  interestinalargersum,theprincipaltobeafterwardsdividedamongstherchildrenifshehadany。Theremainderofhisletterranashereunder:-

  ’Ihavelearntthattherearesomederelictionsofdutywhichcannotbeblottedoutbytardyaccomplishment。Ourevilactionsdonotremainisolatedinthepast,waitingonlytobereversed:likelocomotiveplantstheyspreadandre-root,tilltodestroytheoriginalstemhasnomaterialeffectinkillingthem。Imadeamistakeinsearchingyouout;Iadmitit;whatevertheremedymaybeinsuchcasesitisnotmarriage,andthebestthingforyouandmeisthatyoudonotseememore。Youhadbetternotseekme,foryouwillnotbelikelytofindme:youarewellprovidedfor,andwemaydoourselvesmoreharmthangoodbymeetingagain。

  Millborne,inshort,disappearedfromthatdayforward。Butasearchinginquirywouldhaverevealedthat,soonaftertheMillborneswenttoIvell,anEnglishman,whodidnotgivethenameofMillborne,tookuphisresidenceinBrussels;amanwhomighthavebeenrecognizedbyMrs。Millborneifshehadmethim。Oneafternoonintheensuingsummer,whenthisgentlemanwaslookingovertheEnglishpapers,hesawtheannouncementofMissFrancesFrankland’smarriage。

  ShehadbecometheReverendMrs。Cope。

  ’ThankGod!’saidthegentleman。

  Buthismomentarysatisfactionwasfarfrombeinghappiness。Asheformerlyhadbeenweightedwithabadconscience,sonowwasheburdenedwiththeheavythoughtwhichoppressedAntigone,thatbyhonourableobservanceofaritehehadobtainedforhimselftherewardofdishonourablelaxity。OccasionallyhehadtobehelpedtohislodgingsbyhisservantfromtheCerclehefrequented,throughhavingimbibedalittletoomuchliquortobeabletotakecareofhimself。Buthewasharmless,andevenwhenhehadbeendrinkingsaidlittle。

  Theshoutsofthevillage-boyscameinatthewindow,accompaniedbybrokenlaughterfromloungersattheinn-door;butthebrothersHalboroughworkedon。

  Theyweresittinginabedroomofthemaster-millwright’shouse,engagedintheuntutoredreadingofGreekandLatin。ItwasnotaleofHomericblowsandknocks,Argonauticvoyaging,orThebanfamilywoethatinflamedtheirimaginationsandspurredthemonward。TheywereploddingawayattheGreekTestament,immersedinachapteroftheidiomaticanddifficultEpistletotheHebrews。

  TheDog-daysuninitsdeclinereachedthelowceilingwithslantingsides,andtheshadowsofthegreatgoat’s-willowswayedandinterchangeduponthewallslikeaspectralarmymanoeuvring。Theopencasementwhichadmittedtheremotersoundsnowbroughtthevoiceofsomeonecloseathand。Itwastheirsister,aprettygirloffourteen,whostoodinthecourtbelow。

  ’Icanseethetopsofyourheads!What’stheuseofstayingupthere?Ilikeyounottogooutwiththestreet-boys;butdocomeandplaywithme!’

  Theytreatedherasaninadequateinterlocutor,andputheroffwithsomeslightword。Shewentawaydisappointed。Presentlytherewasadullnoiseofheavyfootstepsatthesideofthehouse,andoneofthebrotherssatup。’IfancyIhearhimcoming,’hemurmured,hiseyesonthewindow。

  Amaninthelightdrabclothesofanold-fashionedcountrytradesmanapproachedfromroundthecorner,reelingashecame。Theeldersonflushedwithanger,rosefromhisbooks,anddescendedthestairs。

  Theyoungersaton,till,afterthelapseofafewminutes,hisbrotherre-enteredtheroom。

  ’DidRosaseehim?’

  ’No。’

  ’Noranybody?’

  ’No。’

  ’Whathaveyoudonewithhim?’

  ’He’sinthestraw-shed。Igothiminwithsometrouble,andhehasfallenasleep。Ithoughtthiswouldbetheexplanationofhisabsence!NostonesdressedforMillerKench,thegreatwheelofthesaw-millswaitingfornewfloat-boards,eventhepoorfolknotabletogettheirwaggonswheeled。’

  ’WhatIStheuseofporingoverthis!’saidtheyounger,shuttingupDonnegan’sLexiconwithaslap。’Oifwehadonlybeenabletokeepmother’sninehundredpounds,whatwecouldhavedone!’

  ’Howwellshehadestimatedthesumnecessary!Fourhundredandfiftyeach,shethought。AndIhavenodoubtthatwecouldhavedoneitonthat,withcare。’

  Thislossoftheninehundredpoundswasthesharpthornoftheircrown。Itwasasumwhichtheirmotherhadamassedwithgreatexertionandself-denial,byaddingtoachancelegacysuchothersmallamountsasshecouldlayhandsonfromtimetotime;andshehadintendedwiththehoardtoindulgethedearwishofherheart——

  thatofsendinghersons,JoshuaandCornelius,tooneoftheUniversities,havingbeeninformedthatfromfourhundredtofourhundredandfiftyeachmightcarrythemthroughtheirtermswithsuchgreateconomyassheknewshecouldtrustthemtopractise。Butshehaddiedayearortwobeforethistime,wornoutbytookeenastraintowardstheseends;andthemoney,comingunreservedlyintothehandsoftheirfather,hadbeennearlydissipated。Withitsexhaustionwentallopportunityandhopeofauniversitydegreeforthesons。

  ’ItdrivesmemadwhenIthinkofit,’saidJoshua,theelder。’Andhereweworkandworkinourownbunglingway,andtheutmostwecanhopeforisatermofyearsasnationalschoolmasters,andpossibleadmissiontoaTheologicalcollege,andordinationasdespisedlicentiates。’

  Theangeroftheelderwasreflectedassimplesadnessinthefaceoftheother。’WecanpreachtheGospelaswellwithoutahoodonoursurplicesaswithone,’hesaidwithfeebleconsolation。

  ’PreachtheGospel——true,’saidJoshuawithaslightpursingofmouth。’Butwecan’trise!’

  ’Letusmakethebestofit,andgrindon。’

  Theotherwassilent,andtheydrearilybentovertheirbooksagain。

  Thecauseofallthisgloom,themillwrightHalborough,nowsnoringintheshed,hadbeenathrivingmaster-machinist,notwithstandinghisfreeandcarelessdisposition,tillatasteforamorethanadequatequantityofstrongliquortookholdofhim;sincewhenhishabitshadinterferedwithhisbusinesssadly。Alreadymillerswentelsewherefortheirgear,andonlyonesetofhandswasnowkeptgoing,thoughtherewereformerlytwo。Alreadyhefoundadifficultyinmeetinghismenattheweek’send,andthoughtheyhadbeenreducedinnumbertherewasbarelyenoughworktodoforthosewhoremained。

  Thesundroppedlowerandvanished,theshoutsofthevillagechildrenceasedtoresound,darknesscloakedthestudents’bedroom,andallthesceneoutwardlybreathedpeace。Noneknewofthefeveredyouthfulambitionsthatthrobbedintwobreastswithinthequietcreeper-coveredwallsofthemillwright’shouse。

  Inafewmonthsthebrothersleftthevillageoftheirbirthtoenterthemselvesasstudentsinatrainingcollegeforschoolmasters;firsthavingplacedtheiryoungsisterRosaunderasefficientatuitionatafashionablewatering-placeasthemeansattheirdisposalcouldcommand。

  CHAPTERII

  Amaninsemi-clericaldresswaswalkingalongtheroadwhichledfromtherailway-stationintoaprovincialtown。Ashewalkedhereadpersistently,onlylookinguponcenowandthentoseethathewaskeepingonthefoottrackandtoavoidotherpassengers。Atthosemoments,whoeverhadknowntheformerstudentsatthemillwright’swouldhaveperceivedthatoneofthem,JoshuaHalborough,wastheperipateticreaderhere。

  Whathadbeensimpleforceintheyouth’sfacewasenergizedjudgmentintheman’s。Hischaracterwasgraduallywritingitselfoutinhiscountenance。Thathewaswatchinghisowncareerwithdeeperanddeeperinterest,thathecontinually’heardhisdaysbeforehim,’andcaredtohearlittleelse,mighthavebeenhazardedfromwhatwasseenthere。Hisambitionswere,intruth,passionate,yetcontrolled;sothatthegermsofmanymoreplansthaneverblossomedtomaturityhadplaceinhim;andforwardvisionswerekeptpurposelyintwilight,toavoiddistraction。

  Eventssofarhadbeenencouraging。ShortlyafterassumingthemastershipofhisfirstschoolhehadobtainedanintroductiontotheBishopofadiocesefarfromhisnativecounty,whohadlookeduponhimasapromisingyoungmanandtakenhiminhand。Hewasnowinthesecondyearofhisresidenceatthetheologicalcollegeofthecathedral-town,andwouldsoonbepresentedforordination。

  Heenteredthetown,turnedintoabackstreet,andthenintoayard,keepinghisbookbeforehimtillhesetfootunderthearchofthelatterplace。Roundthearchwaswritten’NationalSchool,’andthestoneworkofthejambswaswornawayasnothingbutboysandthewavesofoceanwillwearit。Hewassoonamidthesing-songaccentsofthescholars。

  HisbrotherCornelius,whowastheschoolmasterhere,laiddownthepointerwithwhichhewasdirectingattentiontotheCapesofEurope,andcameforward。

  ’That’shisbrotherJos!’whisperedoneofthesixthstandardboys。

  ’He’sgoingtobeapa’son,he’snowatcollege。’

  ’Corneyisgoingtobeonetoo,whenhe’ssavedenoughmoney,’saidanother。

  Aftergreetinghisbrother,whomhehadnotseenforseveralmonths,thejuniorbegantoexplainhissystemofteachinggeography。

  ButHalboroughtheeldertooknointerestinthesubject。’Howaboutyourownstudies?’heasked。’DidyougetthebooksIsent?’

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