The behaviour of Harcourt was certainly a good encouragement, and had I
been wavering in my promise to Mr Masterton, would have encouraged me
to proceed. I returned home with a light heart and a pleasing
satisfaction from the conviction that I had done right. The next
morning I set off for --, and, as it was a long while since I had seen
Fleta, our meeting was a source of delight on both sides. I found her
very much grown and improved. She was approaching her fifteenth year,
as nearly as we could guess--of course her exact age was a mystery. Her
mind was equally expanded. Her mistress praised her docility and
application, and wished to know whether I intended that she should be
taught music and drawing, for both of which she had shown a decided
taste. To this I immediately consented, and Fleta hung on my shoulder
and embraced me for the indulgence. She was now fast approaching to
womanhood, and my feelings towards her were more intense than ever. I
took the chain of coral and gold beads from her neck, telling her that I
must put it into a secure place, as much depended upon them. She was
curious to know why, but I would not enter into the subject at that
time. One caution I gave her, in case, by any chance, her retreat
should be discovered by the companions of Melchior, which was, that
without I myself came, she was, on no account, to leave the school, even
if a letter from me was produced, requesting her to come, unless that
letter was delivered by Timothy. I gave the same directions to her
mistress, paid up her schooling and expenses, and then left her,
promising not to be so long before I saw her again. On my return to
town I deposited the necklace with Mr Masterton, who locked it up
carefully in his iron safe.
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