Up I stood, and so soon as I had begun to hear and see aright, it struck me
that Cousin Monica was more grave and subdued than I had seen her.
'Come, let us light our candles and go together.'
Holding hands, we ascended, I sleepy, she silent; and not a word was spoken
until we reached my room. Mary Quince was in waiting, and tea made.
'Tell her to come back in a few minutes; I wish to say a word to you,' said
Lady Knollys.
The maid accordingly withdrew.
Lady Knollys' eyes followed her till she closed the door behind her.
'I'm going in the morning.'
'So soon!'
'Yes, dear; I could not stay; in fact, I should have gone to-night, but it
was too late, and I leave instead in the morning.'
'I am so sorry--so _very_ sorry,' I exclaimed, in honest disappointment,
and the walls seemed to darken round me, and the monotony of the old
routine loomed more terrible in prospect.
'So am I, dear Maud.'
'But can't you stay a little longer; _won't_ you?'
'No, Maud; I'm vexed with Austin--very much vexed with your father; in
short, I can't conceive anything so entirely preposterous, and dangerous,
and insane as his conduct, now that his eyes are quite opened, and I must
say a word to you before I go, and it is just this:--you must cease to be a
mere child, you must try and be a woman, Maud: now don't be frightened
or foolish, but hear me out. That woman--what does she call
herself--Rougierre? I have reason to believe is--in fact, from
circumstances, _must_ be your enemy; you will find her very deep, daring,
and unscrupulous, I venture to say, and you can't be too much on your
guard. Do you quite understand me, Maud?'
'I do,' said I, with a gasp, and my eyes fixed on her with a terrified
interest, as if on a warning ghost.
'You must bridle your tongue, mind, and govern your conduct, and command
even your features. It is hard to practise reserve; but you must--you must
be secret and vigilant. Try and be in appearance just as usual; don't
quarrel; tell her nothing, if you do happen to know anything, of your
father's business; be always on your guard when with her, and keep your eye
upon her everywhere. Observe everything, disclose nothing--do you see?'
'Yes,' again I whispered.
'You have good, honest servants about you, and, thank God, they don't like
her. But you must not repeat to them one word I am now saying to you.
Servants are fond of dropping hints, and letting things ooze out in that
way, and in their quarrels with her would compromise you--you understand
me?'
'I do,' I sighed, with a wild stare.
'And--and, Maud, don't let her meddle with your food.'
Cousin Monica gave me a pale little nod, and looked away.
I could only stare at her; and under my breath I uttered an ejaculation of
terror.
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