“I cast no doubt upon that. I tell you only of our wonder, our alarm. My
mother thought she recognised something in him like her cousin. Aunt
Anna from the first said no; but you will take these statements for what
they are worth. Aunt Anna would naturally resist anything that
threatened to interfere with her comfort. My mother, on the other hand,
is easily persuaded. I, of course, could say nothing on one side or the
other. The gentleman I saw had every appearance of being a gentleman,
and a man of truth and honour----”
Milly gave him a grateful glance behind her sister--a glance of tender
thanks which made his heart beat. As for Grace, she bowed her head with
a sort of stately assent.
“He was to come back; but we heard no more of him, until I came here to
this hotel, and was entirely puzzled, as you know. I saw you, and
thought you were very kind to interest yourselves about a person whom
you had never heard of. When I saw you yesterday at Hampstead, I thought
again it was kindness merely--that you had heard of the man of whom I
was in search----”
“You must have thought us very extraordinary to interfere.”
“I thought you,” he said somewhat incoherently;--“but it does not matter
what I thought you. Circumstances make us, as you say, almost enemies,
who might have been--who ought to have been, dear friends.”
They both looked at him with melting eyes. “Yes,” said Grace, with a
beautiful flush of sympathy, “cousins, almost like brothers and sisters.
And perhaps, that may be still!” she cried. “Listen, this is what we had
made up our minds to----”
“Let me say out my say first,” he said with a not very cheerful smile.
“You are strangers, and you are too young to know how to manage such a
complicated case. If you are Crosthwaites, and my cousin Leonard’s
daughters, it will be best for us in the long run, as well as for you,
that it should be proved--that the question should be settled. And you
cannot know of yourselves what is necessary. I have brought you the
names of two good lawyers--respectable, honourable men, either of whom
will advise you wisely.” He took out a piece of paper as he spoke and
handed it to Grace. “With either of these you will be safe,” he said.
The girls looked at each other for a moment; then Grace rose up and held
out her hand to her adversary, seeing him through wet eyes. “Cousin
Geoffrey,” she said, “I am sure you must be of the same blood with our
father, for this is exactly what he would have done. Let us call you
cousin: it is all we want, Milly and I. We had made up our minds this
morning to forget it altogether, never to say another word or think of
it any more.”
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