The explosion was sharp, and it roared through the galleries, but the
rush of water seemed to drown it, so that the noise which reached dead
Lannoe's mate did not startle his drink-confused brain. He only
wondered why Lannoe was so long; and at last, when quite wearied out, he
saw Geoffrey Trethick and Pengelly come, he thought it was a good excuse
for going, and he ran away.
CHAPTER FORTY TWO.
AN UNKINDLY STROKE.
Rhoda Penwynn felt suspicious of Miss Pavey as she entered her room,
blowing her nose very loudly, and then holding her handkerchief to her
face, where one of her teeth was supposed to ache.
There was a great change in Miss Pavey's personal appearance, and her
bright colours had given place to quite a sister-of-mercy style of garb,
including a black crape veil, through which, on entering, she had given
Rhoda quite a funereal kiss, as if to prepare her for her adverse news--
news which she dreaded to communicate, for she felt afraid of how Rhoda
might compose herself under such a trial.
"Why, Martha," said Rhoda, smiling, "surely there is nothing wrong--you
are not in mourning?"
"Oh dear, no, love. It is the festival of Saint Minima, virgin and
martyr."
Here Miss Pavey sighed.
"Oh!" ejaculated Rhoda, quietly. "How is Mr Lee?" she added, after an
awkward pause.
"Not well, dear--not well. He works too hard, and troubles himself too
much about the wicked people here. Poor fellow! how saintly are his
efforts for their good. But what do you think, Rhoda, dear?"
"I don't know."
"He has taken to calling me Sister Martha!"
"Well," said Rhoda, smiling, "as you are working so hard with him now in
the parish, it is very kindly and nice, even if it does sound formal or
ceremonial--Sister Martha."
"I must confess," said Miss Pavey, "that I don't like it. Of course we
work together--like brother and sister. But I don't think it was
necessary."
"Neither do I," said Rhoda, smiling.
"I do not agree with Mr Lee, of course, in all things," continued Miss
Pavey, "but he is very good."
"Most energetic," assented Rhoda.
"You know, I suppose, that we are to have a new harmonium?"
"I did not know it," said Rhoda, looking curiously at her visitor, who
kept down her veil, and whose conscious manner indicated that she had
something particular to say--something unpleasant, Rhoda was sure.
"Oh, yes; a new and expensive one; and I am to play it," continued Miss
Pavey. "We disputed rather as to where it should stand. Mr Lee wished
it to be in the north-east end, but I told him that it would be so much
out of sight there that I was sure it would not be heard, so it is to be
on the south side of the little chancel."
"Yes," said Rhoda, who was waiting for the object of Miss Pavey's visit;
"that seems to be a good place."
"Yes, dear, he willingly gave way; but he would not about the babies."
"About the babies?" exclaimed Rhoda.
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