"I did. I took a line she couldn't quarrel with. She made a fight;
but business was her god, and though I was a fool in her eyes, that
didn't make her inclined to play the fool. She hadn't to drive a
bargain, or any such thing. I cut the ground from under her feet,
threw up the lot, handed her over the business, lock, stock and
barrel, and was gone, like a dead man out of mind, so soon as I'd
signed the proper papers."
"She let you?"
"She couldn't do no otherwise, and as what I planned was well within
her sense of what was right and proper, she made no question. She
pointed out that she'd lost a good bit in any case with a mystery
like this hanging over her; and she also wrote, when all was fixed
up, that she hoped I'd live to change my mind and come back to her
and very thankful she would be if I was to. I dare say she truly
thought I would.
"We were in Exeter for a week and came and went from a lawyer's--but
never there together. I ordained to give her what I'd got and leave
her to do as she pleased. She was sorry I saw it like that; but the
sense of the woman never allowed nothing to come between her and
reason. The lawyer tried to change me too. He was a very kindly
man. But it went through. She took over the dairy and carried on my
engagements to my aunt, and no doubt developed the shop same as I
meant to. She gave out I'd gone away for a bit and might be back in
a month. I don't suppose anybody ever heard more, and when I didn't
come back, she had a search made for me all very right and regular;
but I'd gone beyond finding, and she carried on; and no doubt the
nine days' wonder died in course of time. Only my aunt knew I'd gone
of my own accord; but why I'd gone, only one creature beside my wife
ever knew; and that was her mother; and I doubt not she sided with
her daughter. I dare say there's a lot more the other side could
tell; but I made a clean cut. I dropped every creature and began
again out of their reach. That's the story of me, Dinah. I've most
forgotten many of the details myself now. It's seven and a half
years agone. I saw in a North Devon paper my old aunt was dead, and
so Minnie's free of them payments and standing alone. Half my
savings she had also."
There was silence between them for more than a minute. Then Dinah
spoke, went back to his first word and asked a question.
"D'you call that being married?"
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