Desperate Remedies

time which must bring him narrowed less and less her vivid expectation had only a degree less tangibilit

shed Cytherea to come on trial: that she would requ

True, he had felt passing attachments to other faces from time to time; but they all had been weak inclinations towards those faces as they then appeared. He loved her past and future, as well as her present. He

at the time of their parting than he did now-and it was the cause of his abrupt behaviour, for which he begged her to forgive him. He saw now an honourable way of freeing himself, and the perception had prompted him to write. In

ciously clever in his letters, and a man with a talent of that kind may write himself up to a hero in the mind of a young woman

hings and thinking of an answer which should be worthy of the tender tone of the q

ay-station, and put her in the train for Carrifo

o minutes she saw a melancholy man in cheerful livery running towards her from a public-house close adjoining, who proved to be the servant s

hed by a spring-waggon in about half-an-hour;

dows are beginning to be replaced by blue ones that have a surface and substance to the eye. They trotted along the turnpike road for a distance of about a mile, which brought them just outside the village of Carriford, and then turned through large lodge-gates, on the heavy stone piers of which stood a pair of bitterns cast in bronze. They then entered the park and wound along a drive shade

ctantly, catching sight of a grey gable

ycliffes used to let it sometimes, but it was oftener empty. 'Tis now di

idn't

nd the rooms that are left won't do very well for a small residence. 'Tis so dism

any horrid sto

t a sin

hat's

the parish religious. Perhaps it will have one some day to make it complete; but there's not a word

ouldn'

sou

are

ear that there waterfall in every room of the house, night or

air came the unvarying steady rush of falling water from s

in the timing o' that s

y seems to be. You said there were

sends water up the hill and all over the Great House.

eak of cranks, repeated at intervals of half-a-minute, with a sousing nois

o, miss? That machine goes on night and day, summer and winter, and is hardly ever greased or visited. Ah, it tr

might have the wheel greased. Does Miss A

sort of thing as he used to. The engine was once quite his

are there

d herself. He's a'

yffe was sole mistress of the

, being about to style her miss involuntarily, and then rec

eaking by a spirit of prophecy denied to ordinary humanity. 'The poor old

the sadly like th

l over with us old servants. I expect t

marry, do

e's the rector, Mr. Raunham-he's a relation by marriage-yet she's quite distant towards him. And people say that if she keeps single there will be har

t way b

ssure you 'tis one body's work to fetch 'em from the station and take 'em back again. The

iss them direc

rry for it and wishes they'd stay, but she's as proud as a lucifer, and her pride won't let her say, "Stay," and away they go. 'Tis like this in fact. If you say to her about anybody, "Ah, poor thing!" she says, "Pooh! ind

feared she might be again

et one before; 'tis always the trap, but this time she said, in a very particular ladylike tone, "Roobert, gaow with the pony-kerriage."... There, 'tis tr

ou'll please in dre

to-ni

day, and she's very particular about her looks at such times.

till a little higher than where they stood was situated the mansion, called K