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earing　on　the　brink　of　the　pond；　wondering　how　he　should　get　to　the　Raven；　an　empty　fly　drove　past；　and　Mr。　Drake　immediately　stopped　it；　but　when　the　driver　saw　that　he　was　expected　to　convey　not　only　a　passenger；　but　a　tolerable　quantity　of　water　as　well；　and　that　the　passenger；　moreover；　was　Sir　Francis　Levison；　he　refused　the　job。　His　fly　was　fresh　lined　with　red　velvet；　and　he　〃weren't　a　going　to　have　it　spoilt；〃　he　called　out；　as　he　whipped　his　horse　and　drove　away；　leaving　the　three　in　wrathful　despair。　Sir　Francis　wanted　another　conveyance　procured；　his　friends　urged　that　if　he　waited　for　that　he　might　catch　his　death；　and　that　the　shortest　way　would　be　to　hasten　to　the　inn　on　foot。　He　objected。　But　his　jaws　were　chattering；　his　limbs　were　quaking；　so　they　seized　him　between　them；　and　made　off；　but　never　bargained　for　the　meeting　of　Mr。　Carlyle　and　his　party。　Francis　Levison　would　have　stopped　in　the　pond；　of　his　own　accord；　head　downward；　rather　than　faced　/them/。

Miss　Carlyle　went　that　day　to　dine　at　East　Lynne；　walking　back　with　Mrs。　Carlyle；　Madame　Vine　and　Lucy。　Lord　Vane　found　them　out；　and　returned　at　the　same　time；　of　course　East　Lynne　was　the　headquarters　of　himself　and　his　father。　He　was　in　the　seventh　heaven；　and　had　been　ever　since　the　encounter　with　the　yellows。

〃You'd　have　gone　into　laughing　convulsions；　Lucy　had　you　seen　the　drowned　cur。　I'd　give　all　my　tin　for　six　months　to　come　to　have　a　photograph　of　him　as　he　looked　then！〃

Lucy　laughed　in　glee；　she　was　unconscious；　poor　child；　how　deeply　the　〃drowned　cur〃　had　injured　her。

When　Miss　Carlyle　was　in　her　dressing…room　taking　her　things　offthe　room　where　once　had　slept　Richard　Hareshe　rang　for　Joyce。　These　two　rooms　were　still　kept　for　Miss　Carlylefor　she　did　sometimes　visit　them　for　a　few　daysand　were　distinguished　by　her　name〃Miss　Carlyle's　rooms。〃

〃A　fine　row　we　have　had　in　the　town；　Joyce；　this　afternoon。〃

〃I　have　heard　of　it；　ma'am。　Served　him　right；　if　they　had　let　him　drown！　Bill　White；　Squire　Pinner's　plowman；　called　in　here　and　told　us　the　news。　He'd　have　burst　with　it；　if　he　hadn't；　I　expect；　I　never　saw　a　chap　so　excited。　Peter　cried。〃

〃Cried？〃　echoed　Miss　Carlyle。

〃Well；　ma'am；　you　know　he　was　very　fond　of　Lady　Isabel；　was　Peter；　and　somehow　his　feelings　overcame　him。　He　said　he　had　not　heard　anything　to　please　him　so　much　for　many　a　day；　and　with　that　he　burst　out　crying；　and　gave　Bill　White　half　a　crown　out　of　his　pocket。　Bill　White　said　it　was　he　who　held　one　leg　when　they　soused　him　in。　Afy　saw　it　if　you'll　excuse　me　mentioning　her　name　to　you；　ma'am；　for　I　know　you　don't　think　well　of　herand　when　she　got　in　here；　she　fell　into　hysterics。〃

〃How　did　she　see　it？〃　snapped　Miss　Carlyle；　her　equanimity　upset　by　the　sound　of　the　name。　〃I　didn't　see　her；　and　I　was　present。〃

〃She　was　coming　here　with　a　message　from　Mrs。　Latimer　to　the　governess。〃

〃What　did　she　go　into　hysterics　for？〃　again　snapped　Miss　Carlyle。

〃It　upset　her　so；　she　said；〃　returned　Joyce。

〃It　wouldn't　have　done　her　harm　had　they　ducked　her　too；〃　was　the　angry　response。

Joyce　was　silent。　To　contradict　Miss　Corny　brought　triumph　to　nobody。　And　she　was　conscious；　in　her　innermost　heart；　that　Afy　merited　a　little　wholesome　correction；　not　perhaps　to　the　extent　of　a　ducking。

〃Joyce；〃　resumed　Miss　Carlyle；　abruptly　changing　the　subject；　〃who　does　the　governess　put　you　in　mind　of？〃

〃Ma'am？〃　repeated　Joyce；　in　some　surprise；　as　it　appeared。　〃The　governess？　Do　you　mean　Madame　Vine？〃

〃Do　I　mean　you；　or　do　I　mean　me？　Are　we　governesses？〃　irascibly　cried　Miss　Corny。　〃Who　should　I　mean；　but　Madame　Vine？〃

She　turned　herself　round　from　the　looking…glass；　and　gazed　full　in　Joyce's　face；　waiting　for　the　answer。　Joyce　lowered　her　voice　as　she　gave　it。

〃There　are　times　when　she　puts　me　in　mind　of　my　late　lady　both　in　her　face　and　manner。　But　I　have　never　said　so；　ma'am；　for　you　know　Lady　Isabel's　name　must　be　an　interdicted　one　in　this　house。〃

〃Have　you　seen　her　without　her　glasses？〃

〃No；　never；〃　said　Joyce。

〃I　did　to…day；〃　returned　Miss　Carlyle。　〃And　I　can　tell　you；　Joyce；　that　I　was　confounded　at　the　likeness。　It　is　an　extraordinary　likeness。　One　would　think　it　was　a　ghost　of　Lady　Isabel　Vane　come　into　the　world　again。〃

That　evening　after　dinner；　Miss　Carlyle　and　Lord　Mount　Severn　sat　side　by　side　on　the　same　sofa；　coffee　cups　in　hand。　Miss　Carlyle　turned　to　the　earl。

〃Was　it　a　positively　ascertained　fact　that　Lady　Isabel　died？〃

The　earl　stared　with　all　his　might；　he　thought　it　the　strangest　question　that　ever　was　asked　him。　〃I　scarcely　understand　you；　Miss　Carlyle。　Died？　Certainly　she　died。〃

〃When　the　result　of　the　accident　was　communicated　to　you；　you　made　inquiry　yourself　into　its　truth；　its　details；　I　believe？〃

〃It　was　my　duty　to　do　so。　There　was　no　one　else　to　undertake　it。〃

〃Did　you　ascertain　positively；　beyond　all　doubt；　that　she　did　die？〃

〃Of　a　surety　I　did。　She　died　in　the　course　of　the　same　night。　Terribly　injured　she　was。〃

A　pause。　Miss　Carlyle　was　ruminating。　But　she　returned　to　the　charge；　as　if　difficult　to　be　convinced。

〃You　deem　that　there　could　be　no　possibility　of　an　error？　You　are　sure　that　she　is　dead？〃

〃I　am　as　sure　that　she　is　dead　as　that　we　are　living；〃　decisively　replied　the　earl：　and　he　spoke　but　according　to　his　belief。　〃Wherefore　should　you　be　inquiring　this？〃

〃A　thought　came　over　meonly　to…dayto　wonder　whether　she　was　really　dead。〃

〃Had　any　error　occurred　at　that　time；　any　false　report　of　her　death；　I　should　soon　have　found　it　out　by　her　drawing　the　annuity　I　settled　upon　her。　It　has　never　been　drawn　since。　Besides；　she　would　have　written　to　me；　as　agreed　upon。　No；　poor　thing；　she　is　gone　beyond　all　doubt；　and　has　taken　her　sins　with　her。〃

Convincing　proofs；　and　Miss　Carlyle　lent　her　ear　to　them。

The　following　morning　while　Madame　Vine　was　at　breakfast；　Mr。　Carlyle　entered。

〃Do　you　admit　intruders　here　Madame　Vine？〃　cried　he；　with　his　sweet　smile；　and　attractive　manner。

She　arose；　her　face　burning；　her　heart　throbbing。

〃Keep　your　seat；　pray；　I　have　but　a　moment　to　stay；〃　said　Mr。　Carlyle。　〃I　have　come　to　ask　you　how　William　seems？〃

〃There　was　no　difference；〃　she　murmured；　and　then　she　took　courage　and　spoke　more　openly。　〃I　understood　you　to　say　the　other　night；　sir；　that　he　should　have　further　advice。〃

〃Ay；　I　wish　him　to　go　over　to　Lynneborough；　to　Dr。　Martin；　the　drive；　I　think；　will　do　him　good；〃　replied　Mr。　Carlyle。　〃And　I　would　like　you　to　accompany　him；　if　you　do　not　mind　the　trouble。　You　can　have　the　pony　carriage；　it　will　be　better　to　go　in　that　than　boxed　up　in　the　railway　carriage。　You　can　remind　Dr。　Martin　that　the　child's　constitution　is　precisely　what　his　mother's　was；〃　continued　Mr。　Carlyle；　a　tinge　lightening　his　face。　〃It　may　be　a　guide　to　his　treatment；　he　said　himself　it　was；　when　he　attended　him　for　an　illness　a　year　or　two　ago。〃

〃Yes；　sir。〃

He　crossed　the　hall　on　his　entrance　to　the　breakfast…room。　She　tore　upstairs　to　her　chamber；　and　sank　down　in　an　agony　of　tears　and　despair。　Oh；　to　love　him　as　she　did　now！　To　yearn　after　his　affection　with　this　passionate；　jealous　longing；　and　to　know　that　they　were　separated　for　ever　and　e