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To while the time he got his file of the _Times;_ and amused himself noting down the fluctuations in Peruvian bonds;

While thus employed he heard a loud knock at his door; and soon after Peggy's voice and a man's in swift collision。 Hasty feet came along the passage; the parlour door opened; and a young man rushed in pale as ashes; and stared at him; he was breathless; and his lips moved; but no sound came。

It was Edward Dodd。

Mr。 Hardie rose like a tower and manned himself to repulse this fresh assault。

The strange visitor gasped out; 〃You are wanted at our house。〃


CHAPTER XXXVII

JANE HARDIE had found Albion Villa in the miserable state that precedes an auction: the house raw; its contents higgledy…piggledy。 The stair carpets; and drawing…room carpets; were up; and in rolls in the dining…room; the bulk of the furniture was there too; the auction was to be in that room。 The hall was clogged with great packages; and littered with small; all awaiting the railway carts; and Edward; dusty and deliquescent; was cording; strapping; and nailing them at the gallop; in his shirt sleeves。

Jane's heart sank at the visible signs of his departure。 She sighed; and then; partly to divert his attention; told him hastily there was a letter from Alfred。 On this he ran upstairs and told Mrs。 Dodd; and she came downstairs; and after a conversation took Jane up softly to her friend's room。

They opened the door gently; and Jane saw the grief she was come to consoleor to embitter。

Such a change! instead of the bright; elastic; impetuous young beauty; there sat a pale; languid girl; with 〃weary of the world〃 written on every part of her eloquent body; her right hand dangled by her side; and on the ground beneath it lay a piece of work she had been attempting; but it had escaped from those listless fingers: her left arm was stretched at full length on the table with an unspeakable abandon; and her brow laid wearily on it above the elbow。 So lies the wounded bird; so droops the broken lily。

She did not move for Jane's light foot。 She often sat thus; a drooping statue; and let the people come and go unheeded。

Jane's heart yearned for her。 She came softly and laid a little hand lightly on her shoulder; and true to her creed that we must look upward for consolation; said in her ear; and in solemn silvery tones; 〃Our light affliction; which is but for a moment; worketh for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory。〃

Julia turned at this and flung her arms round Jane's neck; and panted heavily。

Jane kissed her; and with tears in her eyes; proceeded to pour out; from a memory richly stored with Scripture; those blessed words it is full of; words that in our hours of ease or biblical criticism pass over the mind like some drowsy chime but in the bitter day of anguish and bereavement; when the body is racked; the soul darkened; shine out like stars to the mariner; seem then first to swell to their real size and meaning; and come to writhing mortals like pitying seraphim; divinity on their faces and healing on their wings。

Julia sighed heavily: 〃Ah;〃 she said; 〃these are sweet words。 But I am not ripe for them。 You show me the true path of happiness: but I don't _want_ to be happy; it's 燺him_ I want to be happy。 If the angels came for me and took me to heaven this moment; I should be miserable there; if I thought _he_ was in eternal torment。 Ay; I should be as miserable there as I am here。 Oh; Jane; when God means to comfort me; He will show me _he_ is alive; till then words are wasted on me; even Bible words。〃

〃Tell her your news; my dear;〃 said Mrs。 Dodd quietly。 She was one of those who take human nature as it is; and make the best of it。

〃Julia dear;〃 said Jane; 〃your fears are extravagant; indeed: Alfred is alive; we know。〃

Julia trembled; but said nothing。

〃He has written to…day。〃

〃Ah! To you?〃

〃No; to papa。〃

〃I don't believe it。 Why to him?〃

〃But I saw the letter; dear; I had it my hand。〃

〃Did you read it?〃 asked Julia; trembling now like an aspen; and fluttering like a bird。

〃No; but I read the address; and the date inside; and I saw the handwriting; and I was offered the letter; but papa told me it was full of abuse of him; so I declined* to read it; however; I will get it for _you。_〃

* This was one of those involuntary inaccuracies which creep into mortal statements。

Mrs。 Dodd thanked her warmly; but asked her if she could not in the meantime give some idea of the contents。

〃Oh yes; Mrs。 Dodd: papa read me out a great deal of it。 He was in Paris; but just starting for London: and he demanded his money and his accounts。 You know papa is one of his trustees。〃

〃Well; but;〃 said Mrs。 Dodd; 〃there was nothingnothing about?〃

〃Oh yes; there was;〃 said Jane; 〃only Iwell then; for dear Julia's sakethe letter said; 'What wonder the son of a sharper should prove a traitor? _You_ have stolen her money and _I_ her affections; and'oh; I can't; I can't。〃 And Jane Hardie began to cry。

Mrs。 Dodd embraced her like a mother; and entered into her filial feelings: Mrs。 Dodd had never seen her so weak; and; therefore; never thought her so amiable。 Thus occupied they did not at first observe how these tidings were changing Julia。

But presently looking up; they saw her standing at her full height on fire with wrath and insulted pride。

〃Ah; you have brought me comfort;〃 she cried。 〃 Mamma; I shall hate and scorn this man some day; as much as I hate and scorn myself now for every tear I have shed for him。〃

They tried to calm her; but in vain; a new gust of passion possessed the ardent young creature and would have vent。 She reddened from bosom to brow; and the scalding tears ran down her flaming cheeks; and she repeated between her clenched teeth; 〃My veins are not filled with skim…milk; I can tell you: you have seen how I can love; you shall see how I can hate。〃 And with this she went haughtily out of the room; not to expose the passion which overpowered her。

Mrs。 Dodd took advantage of her absence to thank Jane for her kindness; and told her she had also received some letters by this morning's post; and thought it would be neither kind on her part nor just to conceal their purport from her。 She then read her a letter from Mrs。 Beresford; and another from Mr。 Grey; in answer to queries about the L。 14;000。

Sharpe; I may as well observe; was at sea; Bayliss drowned。

Mrs。 Beresford knew nothing about the matter。

Mr。 Grey was positive Captain Dodd; when in command; had several thousand pounds in his cabin; Mrs。 Beresford's Indian servant had been detected trying to steal it; and put in irons: believed the lady had not been told the causeout of delicacy! and Captain Roberts had liberated him。 As to whether the money had escaped the wreckif on Captain Dodd's person; it might have been saved; but if not; it was certainly lost: for Captain Dodd to his knowledge had run on deck from the passenger's cabin the moment the ship struck; and had remained there till she went to pieces; and everything was washed out of her。

〃Our own opinion;〃 said Mrs。 Dodd; 〃I mean Edward's and mine; is now; that the money was lost in the ship; and you can tell your papa so if you like。〃

Jane thanked her; and said she thought so too: and what a sad thing it was。

Soon after this Julia returned; pale and calm as a statue; and sat down humbly beside Jane。 〃Oh; pray with me;〃 she said: 〃pray that I may not hate; for to hate is to be wicked; and pray that I may not love; for to love is to be miserable。〃

Mrs。 Dodd retired; with her usual tact and self…denial。

Then Jane Hardie; being alone with her friend; and full of sorrow; sympathy; and faith; found words of eloquence almost divine to raise her。

With these pious consolations Julia's pride and self…respect now co…operated。 Relieved of her great terror; she felt her insult to her fingers' ends: 〃I'll never degrade myself so far as to pine for another lady's lover;〃 she said。 〃I'll resume my duties in another sphere; and try to face the world by degrees。 I am not quite alone in it; I have my mother stilland my Redeemer。〃

Some tears forced their way at these brave; gentle words。 Jane gave her time。

Then she said: 〃Begin by pu

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