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"Certainly I will, cousin Sarah," she replied, with a slight blush as
she followed her cousin downstairs, feeling ill-concealed agitation at
the prospect of being informed of her father's message. On entering the
garden she saw the tall, manly figure, slowly pacing the centre path in
front of her, as if in deep thought; yet the usually self-possessed Mary
Armstrong had not the courage to hasten her steps.
Presently, however, her dress was caught by a currant bush, and the
rustling sound caused the gentleman to turn, expecting to see cousin
Sarah. A few steps brought him to her side, and then Mary's natural ease
came to her aid.
"My cousin is detained by household duties, Mr. Halford; she has sent me
to supply her place, and to show you the wonders of Meadow Farm."
He greeted her with one of those smiles which so greatly improved his
features as he replied--
"I am glad of any circumstances which have obliged Mrs. Armstrong to
send me such a substitute."
For a few moments they moved on side by side in silence, each too
agitated to speak. At length Henry Halford determined to plunge at once
into the matter. Why should he hesitate? Was there a possibility that
after all he might be mistaken? The thought gave him courage. If such a
possibility existed, it must be discovered quickly, for to remain at
Meadow Farm under the ban of a refusal was out of the question.
"Miss Armstrong," he said, "do you remember the subjects we discussed
when we met three years ago at Mr. Drummond's dinner-party?"
He! Henry Halford remembered that day. How the heart of the patient,
enduring, and obedient daughter bounded with joy at the thought! but she
did not reply, for her companion gave her no opportunity, as he
continued--
"We have a very different and far more pleasant subject to discuss now,
and we need not refer to the past. I am well aware that your father with
his great wealth could reasonably expect a splendid settlement for his
only daughter, and therefore I was not surprised when he refused the
offer of a man in my position, and without even----"
"Oh, pray do not go on, Mr. Halford," said Mary, interrupting him. "I
cannot endure to think that----" She paused suddenly, and added,
"Forgive me, I must not presume to pass judgment on the conduct of my
own father."
"I entreat you to excuse me for referring to it," he said; "not for
worlds would I utter a word to pain you; and, indeed, Mr. Armstrong has
made ample amends for any pain his refusal may have cost me; he
yesterday gave me not only permission unasked to write to his daughter,
but also promised to agree to whatever her decision might be. I could
not wait for an answer to a letter, so I have come myself to plead my
own cause."
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