East Anglia (England) -- Fiction; Man-woman relationships -- Fiction
Henry looked at her astonished; and since in his own way he lacked neither
sympathy nor perception, in that instant he came to understand that this woman
was something apart from all the women whom he had known—a being purer
and sweeter, partaking very little of the nature of the earth. And yet his
sister had said that she was half in love with him! Weighing his own
unworthiness, he smiled to himself even then, but with the smile came a thought
that he was by no means certain whether he was not “half in love”
with her himself.
The sunbeam passed, and soon the lesson was finished, and with it the desire
for those things which are not yet, faded from Emma’s eyes, leaving in
the mind of the man who watched her a picture that could never fade.
At lunch Ellen, who had been sitting silent, suddenly awoke from her reverie
and asked Emma what she would like to do that afternoon. Emma replied that she
wished to take a walk if it were convenient to everybody else.
“That will do very well,” said Ellen with decision. “My
brother can escort you down to the Cliff: there is a good view of the sea
there; and after church I will come to meet you. We cannot miss each other, as
there is only one road.”
Henry was about to rebel, for when Ellen issued her orders in this fashion she
invariably excited an opposition in his breast which was sometimes
unreasonable; but glancing at Miss Levinger’s face he noticed that she
seemed pleased at the prospect of a walk, or of his company, he could not tell
which, and held his peace.
“That will be very pleasant,” said Emma, “if it does not bore
you.”
“Not at all; the sea never bores me,” replied Henry. “I will
be ready at three o’clock if that suits you.”
“I must say that you are polite, Henry,” put in his sister in a
sarcastic voice. “If I were Miss Levinger I would walk by myself and
leave you to contemplate the ocean in solitude.”
“I am sure I did not mean to be otherwise, Ellen,” he replied.
“There is nothing wrong in saying that one likes the sea.”
At this moment Lady Graves intervened with some tact, and the subject dropped.
About three o’clock Henry found Emma waiting for him in the hall, and
they started on their walk.
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