Mrs. Wade entered the parlour, and closed the door. Her dress was in
disorder; her hair had in part fallen loose; on her hands were traces
of mud. She did not sit down, and remained just within the door; her
look and attitude were those of a terrified listener.
Presently she moved towards the fire, and knelt before it--though she
had no need of warmth. Starts and shudders indicated her mental
anguish. Yet no sound escape her, until, in a sudden convulsion of her
frame, she gave a cry of terror, and threw herself at full length upon
the ground. There she lay, struggling with hysterical passion, half
choked by sobs, now and then uttering a hoarse wail, at length weeping
with the self-abandonment of a child.
It lasted for ten minutes or more, and then followed a long silence.
Her body still quivered; she lay with her face half hidden against the
hearth-rug, lips parted, but teeth set, breathing heavily.
The clock upon her mantelpiece sounded the third quarter--a quarter to
nine. It drew her attention, and at length she half raised herself.
Still she had the look of one who listens. She stood up, mechanically
smoothed her hair, and twice walked the length of the room. Nearing the
door yet again, she opened it, and went upstairs.
Five minutes, and she had made herself ready to go out. At the foot of
the stairs she called to her servant.
"I must go into Polterham, Annie. If Mr. Quarrier should come whilst
I'm away, say that Mrs. Quarrier and I have gone out, but shall be back
very soon. You understand that?"
Then she set forth, and hurried along the dark road.
CHAPTER XXV
Only one vehicle passed her before she came within sight of the
streets; it was a carriage and pair, and she recognised the coachman of
a family who lived towards Rickstead. Quarrier was doubtless still in
the town, but to find him might be difficult. Perhaps she had better go
to his house and despatch a servant in search of him. But that was away
on the other side of Polterham, and in the meantime he might be
starting for Pear-tree Cottage. The polling was long since over; would
he linger with his friends at the committee room?
Yet she must go to the house first of all; there was a reason for it
which only now occurred to her.
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