"And what made you break with him? Why did you quarrel? You don't
answer. Is the letter right? Did you give him up for me? Did you let
my position, my money, weigh more with you than his love and his
heart? Did you do this?"
"And suppose I did--what then?" said Marian, with flashing eyes--"are
you here to plead his cause? Have I not been a dutiful and a proper
wife to you? You yourself have just spoken of this vile slander with
the scorn it deserves Of what then do you complain?"
"Of nothing. I complain of nothing, save perhaps of your ignorance of
me! Ah, good heavens did you know me so little as to think that your
happiness was not my aim, not so much my own? Did you not know that my
love for you was so little selfish, that if I had had the least dream
of your engagement to this young man, I should have taken such delight
in forwarding it and providing for you both? You would have been near
me still, you would have been a daughter to me, and---- Lift me up the
cordial--quick!" and he fell back in a faint.
Dr. Osborne was sent for, and came at once, but it was plain to all
that Mr. Creswell's end was at hand. He had two severe paroxysms of
pain, and then lay perfectly still and tranquil. Marian was sitting by
his bedside, and in the middle of the night she felt his hand plucking
at the sleeve of her gown. She roused herself and looked at him. His
eyes were open, and there was a bright, happy expression on his thin
face. His mind was wandering far away, back to the early days of his
poverty and his struggles, and she who had shared both was with him.
He pulled Marian to him, and she leaned eagerly forward; but it
was not of her he was thinking. "Jenny!" he said, and his tongue
reverted to the old familiar dialect which it had not used for so many
years--"Jenny! coom away, lass! Taim's oop!--that's t' mill bell
ringin'! Thou'rt a brave lass, and we've had hard taim of it; but
we're near t' end now! Kiss me, Jenny! Always good and brave,
lass--always----" And so he died.
CHAPTER XXXIV.
FOR ONCE GERTRUDE TAKES THE LEAD.
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