Thus Mrs. Cornbury said the words which she had desired to speak on
Rachel Ray's behalf.
When they reached the Grange there were still two hours left before
the time of dressing for dinner should come, and during these hours
Luke returned by himself to the Cleeves. He escaped from his host,
and retraced his steps, and on reaching the river sat himself down on
the margin, and looked into the cool dark running water. Had he been
severe to Rachel? He would answer no such question when asked by Mrs.
Cornbury, but he was very desirous of answering it to himself. The
women at the cottage had doubted him,--Mrs. Ray and her daughter,
with perhaps that other daughter of whom he had only heard; and he
had resolved that they should see him no more and hear of him no more
till there should be no further room for doubt. Then he would show
himself again at the cottage, and again ask Rachel to be his wife.
There was some manliness in this; but there was also a hardness in
his pride which deserved the rebuke which Mrs. Cornbury's words had
conveyed to him. He had been severe to Rachel. Lying there, with his
full length stretched upon the grass, he acknowledged to himself
that he had thought more of his own feelings than of hers. While Mrs.
Cornbury had been speaking he could not bring himself to feel that
this was the case. But now in his solitude he did acknowledge it.
What amount of sin had she committed against him that she should be
so punished by him who loved her? He took out her letter from his
pocket, and found that her words were loving, though she had not been
allowed to put into them that eager, pressing, speaking love which he
had desired.
"Spoken ill of me, have they?" said he to himself, as he got up to
walk back to the Grange. "Well, that was natural too. What an ass a
man is to care for such things as that!"
On that evening and the next morning the Cornburys were very gracious
to him; and then he returned to Baslehurst, on the whole well pleased
with his visit.
CHAPTER XII.
IN WHICH THE QUESTION OF THE BREWERY IS SETTLED.
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