Borderland : $b a country-town chronicleFothergill, Jessie
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Borderland : $b a country-town chronicle
Fothergill, Jessie
English fiction -- 19th century
Eleanor found her eyes dragged towards Otho, by a power stronger
than her own will. She was struck with the change in him. He had
grown old-looking: his shoulders were bowed; his head drooped. He
glanced from one to the other of them, with a shifty, cowed
expression; and his eyes every now and then wandered towards Ada,
who was perhaps the only person in the room who neither saw nor
looked at him. When it was over, and Gilbert, who had been at his
side through it all, took his arm to lead him away, he wiped the
sweat from his brow, and looked all about him, and at Gilbert, and
at Ada, with a white, scared face, and moved uncertainly, as if he
could not see.
When every one had gone, except Mr. Dixon, Eleanor went to Ada,
stooped over her chair, and said—
‘Now, Ada, the worst is over. You may have something to live for
yet.’
Ada looked at her with one of those prolonged, vacant gazes, which
seemed to Eleanor to come from somewhere far on the other side of
the tomb, and shaking her head, merely replied—
‘Let me alone now. I’ve done what you wanted. I am satisfied. Next
time, I will do what _I_ want.’
CHAPTER XLII
HOW ADA SOLVED HER PROBLEM
It was a week after the marriage, and during that week much business
had been accomplished, and many plans laid. Ever since that day, a
change had been perceptible in Ada—a change which, by contrast with
her late gloom, might almost have been called brightness. She
noticed persons and things, and once or twice voluntarily addressed
herself to others.
Gilbert had been in communication with Eleanor, on business affairs,
and it was decided that Thorsgarth need not be sold, if Eleanor
chose to make an allowance to her brother and to Ada, which she was
very willing to do, so long as Otho agreed to absent himself from
her neighbourhood and that of Ada, wherever they might be. He was
ready enough to promise this. His fear and dread seemed to have
turned into an indifference in which considerable irritability
displayed itself. But for the strong head and hand of Gilbert
keeping him in check, it seemed as if Otho, once secure of a
subsistence, would have taken his departure from the scene, and left
those behind him to settle his affairs as they could, or would.
This, however, he was not permitted to do, but was kept on the spot
until everything was arranged, the agreements drawn up and signed,—a
ceremony which took place at the Dower House, in the presence of
Otho, Eleanor, Gilbert, Mr. Coningsby of Bradstane, Mr. Palfreyman
of London, and the requisite witnesses.
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