"
"Ah!" exclaimed Sir Rowland, glancing significantly at Charcam, who was a
confidant in his Jacobite schemes; "is it the messenger from Orchard-Windham,
from Sir William?"
"No, Sir Rowland. Anna was more difficult. Until the last few months. "On my soul, yes," rejoined Jonathan. She could feel her body rebel against her actions,
convulsing, so she forced herself to think of her mother
in Heaven, her mother's beautiful face, the sun dancing
across the rivers of her home. ”
“You mean to say,” Anna said slowly, “that you are going to leave your
husband?”
“Yes. He was conscious of a peculiar pleasure in
sitting there and thinking of those few hours which already were becoming to
assume a definite importance in his mind—a place curiously apart from those
dry-as-dust images which had become the gods of his prosaic life. Scarcely any one noticed the full measure of her consternation. I cannot
have my wife distressed or worried. He deserves none.
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