Then they left her alone, and the thoughts that mastered her were very
sad ones. This new life looked almost terrible now that she was brought
face to face with it. She began to wonder what they were doing at home,
whether she should hear their names again, whether Adrian was still with
them, and what he now thought of her. How he must despise himself for
having ever loved her--she who had been the subject of popular comment
and gossip--she whose name had been upon every lip! He who admired
delicacy and refinement, how he must dislike her! She checked herself.
"I must not think of it," she said, "or I shall go mad."
Meanwhile mother and son had gone down to the cozy dining-room, and
stood looking at each other in silence.
"It is a strange story, mother," said Dr. Chalmers; "I cannot understand
it. What should you think the poor girl has been doing?"
"I cannot even form an idea," replied Mrs. Chalmers; "she has done
nothing wrong--I am quite sure of that."
"Yet it must have been something very grave and serious to drive a girl
from her home and her friends--to cause her to give up her name, and to
be, as she says, dead to life."
"Something unusually grave, no doubt, but without wrong on her part; I
could no more doubt her than I could myself. However unhappy or
unfortunate she may be, she is good, true, pure, innocent, and simple as
a child."
"Yes, I believe so, but it puzzles me greatly to know what her story can
be. Still, we have taken her to ourselves, poor child; so we must make
her strong and well and happy."
"Robert," said Mrs. Chalmers, gently--and she looked anxiously at her
son's handsome, clever face--"be as kind as you will to her, but, my
dear, do not fall in love with her."
"You may depend upon it, mother," he returned--and his face flushed and
he laughed uneasily--"that, even if I should do so, I will never say
one word about it. I shall think of Millicent, poor child, as of some
petted younger sister, and do my best for her." Then the doctor opened a
ponderous volume, and his mother knew that all conversation was at an
end.
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