“I must get William to come down with me to Kirby Park for a day or two
till I can ride again. He’ll be very glad to come and I to have him.
If I had to stay indoors alone, I think I should throw myself off the
roof.”
“Oh, Harry, won’t you have me?” Annie asked, in pitiful entreaty.
“Why, how can I, my darling? I know you won’t break your engagement at
the theater.”
“No; but I’ll go down to Kirby Park every night after the performance,
and come back each evening in time to dress for the theater.”
“But won’t that tire you too much, Annie? It is more than an hour’s
journey by train,” he said; but his eyes flashed at the proposal.
“Why,” said Annie, shyly, laughing a little, “I wanted to do so all the
time. I thought of it yesterday; but then I decided to wait until you
asked me; and, after all,” she added, with mock petulance, “I’ve had to
ask myself.”
So that night, after the performance, Annie, escorted by George, who
had made what excuses he could for not having revealed to her that he
had heard of Harry’s residence at Kirby Park, drove to Waterloo, where
she found William and her husband. The three went down to Kirby Park
together by the last train, very tired, especially Annie, but very
happy.
The next day she and William had a walk together, while Harry was
holding a business interview in the library; but William found that it
was not quite like the old time at the Grange.
“Hasn’t it improved Harry to have something to do?” said the young wife
proudly.
“Oh, he’s well enough!” said William, without enthusiasm. “But
there’s a sad falling off in you, Annie. You’re quite spoiled for a
sister-in-law. Why, now, when anything amuses you, you look first at
Harry!”
CHAPTER XXIX.
More than six years have passed since the night when Annie returned
with her husband to Kirby Park, and there are Braithwaites once more
at Garstone Grange. For Harry, with a wise and loving wife at his side
to comfort him in failure, encourage him in effort, and rejoice with
him in success, has worked on in the career best suited to him and
prospered, while she too, has striven successfully in her profession
until the time has come on which the hopes of both have for years been
fixed, and they have bought back the old home of Harry’s boyhood, where
also so many of the stormy events of their early wedded life took
place.
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