The Trial; Or, More Links of the Daisy ChainYonge, Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary)
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The Trial; Or, More Links of the Daisy Chain
Yonge, Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary)
Domestic fiction; England -- Fiction; English fiction -- 19th century; Trials (Murder) -- Fiction
'Why, she knew he used to get out in the morning to bathe, and was
persuaded he had been drowned; so I told her I knew he was alive and
well, and she would hear all about it when you came back. I brought
the youngest child away with me, and Gertrude has got her up-stairs;
the other would not come. Poor thing! Mary says she is very good and
patient; and I must say she was wonderfully reasonable when I talked to
her.'
'Thank you, Tom,' said his father with warmth, 'it was very kind of
you. I wonder if Ave knew anything of this runaway business; it might
be the saving of him!'
'I did,' said Aubrey eagerly; 'at least, I know he said he would not
stay if they wanted to put him up to their dishonest tricks; and he
talked of that very window!'
'Yes, you imprudent fellow; and you were telling Mrs. Pugh so, if I
hadn't stopped you,' said Tom. 'You'll be taken up for an accomplice
next, if you don't hold your tongue.'
'What did he say?' asked the Doctor, impatiently; and then declared
that he must instantly go to Bankside, as soon as both he and Henry had
taken some food; 'for,' he added, 'we are both too much shaken to deal
rationally with her.'
Ethel started up in shame and dismay at having neglected to order
anything. The Doctor was served in the study alone with Henry, and
after the briefest meal, was on his way to Bankside.
He found Averil with the crimson cheek and beseeching eye that he knew
so well, as she laid her trembling hand on his, and mutely looked up
like a dumb creature awaiting a blow.
'Yes, my dear,' he said, tenderly, 'your brother needs prayer such as
when we watched him last year, he is in peril of grave suspicion.' And
as she stood waiting and watching for further explanation, he
continued, 'My dear, he told you everything. You do not know of any
notion of his of going away, or going out without leave?'
'Why is Leonard to be always suspected of such things?' cried Averil.
'He never did them!'
'Do you know?' persisted Dr. May.
'But you are mayor!' cried Averil, indignantly, withdrawing her hand.
'You want me to accuse him!'
'My dear, if I were ten times mayor, it would make no difference. My
jurisdiction does not even cross the river here; and if it did, this is
a graver case than I deal with. I am come, as his friend, to beg you
to help me to account for his unhappy absence in any harmless way.
Were it ever so foolish or wrong, it would be the best news that ever I
heard.'
'But--but I can't,' said Averil. 'I never knew he was going out! I
know he used to get out at the passage window to bathe and fish before
the house was astir--and--you know he is safe, Dr. May?'
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