It was not a pleasant thing for the doctor to meet ’Lina now face to
face, for he thought she wished to reproach him for his treachery. But
she did not—she thought only of herself; and when at last, urged on by
Anna and Alice, he entered in to her presence, she only offered him her
hand at first without a single word. He was shocked to find her so sick,
for a few hours had worked a marvellous change in her, and he shrank
from the bright eyes fixed so eagerly on his face.
“Oh, Dr. Richards,” she began at last, “if I loved you less it would not
be so hard to tell you what I must. I did love you, bad as I am, but I
meant to deceive you. It was for me that Adah kept silence at Terrace
Hill. Adah, I almost hate her for having crossed my path.”
There was a fearfully vindictive gleam in the bright eyes now, and the
doctor shudderingly looked away, while ’Lina, with a softer tone
continued, “You believed me rich, and whether you loved me afterward or
not, you sought me first for my money. I kept up the delusion, for in no
other way could I have won you. Dr. Richards, if I die, as perhaps I
may, I shall have one less sin for which to atone, if I confess to you
that instead of the heiress you imagined me to be, I had scarcely money
enough to pay my board at that hotel. Hugh, who himself is poor,
furnished what means I had, and most of my jewelry was borrowed. Do you
hear that? Do you know what you have escaped?”
She almost shrieked at the last, for she read his feelings in his face,
and knew that he despised her.
“Go,” she continued, “find your Adah. It’s nothing but Adah now. I see
her name in everything. Hugh thinks of nothing else, and why should he?
She’s his sister, and _I_—oh! I’m nobody but a beggarly servant’s brat.
I wish I was dead! I wish I was dead, and I will be pretty soon.”
This was their parting, and the doctor left her room a sobered, sadder
man than he had entered it. Half an hour later, and he, with Anna, was
fast nearing Versailles, where they were joined by Mr. Millbrook, and
together the three started on their homeward route.
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