Borderland : $b a country-town chronicleFothergill, Jessie
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Borderland : $b a country-town chronicle
Fothergill, Jessie
English fiction -- 19th century
It was a very distressful scene. Nothing that he could do or say
restored calmness to her, though the first violence of her agitation
presently wore off. In vain he tried to wring from her some
explanation of her altered looks, her nervous terrors; asked her
what ailed her, and tenderly upbraided her with not having told him
she was out of health. Ada would own nothing, say nothing; and when
he rather pitifully said he had hoped to give her a pleasant
surprise by his unexpected arrival, she replied with irritation that
she hated such surprises; he ought to have written or telegraphed.
In fact, Roger, with the deepest alarm, presently saw that his
presence was doing her no good, but harm; it was perfectly evident
that he had better retire, and he decided to do so. But before
going, he said—
‘Now, look here, Ada. Grant me a very great favour, and I’ll not
tease you about anything else. Let Michael Langstroth, or Dr.
Rowntree, see you. Rowntree, perhaps. He’s such a kind, good old
fellow. He would give you something to strengthen you.’
‘I am not ill,’ cried Ada; and she stamped her foot on the ground,
and clenched her teeth. ‘I will see none of your doctors. I hate
them, and I’ll have nothing to do with them. You will _make_ me ill,
if you don’t let me alone.’
Every sign warned Roger that this was a subject it would be best not
to pursue any farther, and he presently left her. He had no heart to
go into the shop again and speak to Mr. Dixon. Slowly and
dispiritedly he made his way back to the Red Gables, and found
Michael there, astonished to see him back again so soon, and looking
the questions he felt he would not ask.
‘I don’t know, Michael,’ said Roger, in answer to this look.
‘There’s something awfully wrong. I must see her father to-morrow.
She denies that anything ails her, but at the same time she goes on
in such a way as no one would who was all right. It is not the end—I
know it is not the end.’
On the following day it seemed as if the end, so far as Roger was
concerned, had arrived. In the forenoon Mr. Dixon made his
appearance, and asked to see Roger. Then, slowly and with
difficulty, he unfolded the fact that Ada had summoned him to her
after her lover’s departure, and had told him that she could never
be Roger’s wife; that her life was a misery to her, so long as she
was engaged to him, and that if her father wished to see her well
and happy again, he was to take this opportunity of telling Roger
so, and of making him understand that she did not wish to see him
again.
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