. Arthur Bonnicastle; . his own. I pulled back thedoor as noiselessly as I had opened it, and half stunned bywhat I had seen, passed on through the passage that led to theroom of the old servant. The poor man looked haggard andwretched, while his eyes shone strangely above cheeks thatburned with the flush of fever. I had been so astonished bywhat I had seen that I could hardly give rational replies to hisinquiries. I doubt if I weather it, Mr. Arthur; what do you think ?said he, fairly looking me through to get at my opinion. I hope you will be all right in a few days, I responded.** Dont give
. Arthur Bonnicastle; . his own. I pulled back thedoor as noiselessly as I had opened it, and half stunned bywhat I had seen, passed on through the passage that led to theroom of the old servant. The poor man looked haggard andwretched, while his eyes shone strangely above cheeks thatburned with the flush of fever. I had been so astonished bywhat I had seen that I could hardly give rational replies to hisinquiries. I doubt if I weather it, Mr. Arthur; what do you think ?said he, fairly looking me through to get at my opinion. I hope you will be all right in a few days, I responded.** Dont give yourself any care. Ill see that you are attendedto. ** Thank you. Give us your hand. I pressed his hand, attended to some trifling service that herequired of me, and went down stairs with a sickening mis-giving concerning my old friend. He was shattered and worn,and, though I was but little conversant with disease, there wassomething in his appearance that alarmed me, and made mefeel that he had reached his Mrs. Belden knelt at Heniys bed, with her arm around his neck. (p. 282. Arthur Bonnicastle, 283 With the memory of the scene which I had witnessed inHenrys room fresh in my mind, with all its strange suggestions, and with the wild, inquiring look of Jenks still before me,I had little disposition to make conversation. Yet I lookedup occasionally at my aunts face, to give her the privilegeof speaking, if she were disposed to talk. She, however, wasquite as much absorbed as myself. She did not look played around her mouth a quiet smile, while her eyesshone with determination and enterprise. Was it possible thatshe was thinking that she had Henry just where she wantedhim ? Was she glad that she had in her house and hands an-other spirit to mould and conquer ? Was she delighted thatsomething had come for her to do, and thus to add variety toa life which had become tame with routine ? I do not know,but it seemed as if this were the case. At the close of the
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