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      He strode on, heedless of the direction he was taking, and as heedless of the time. His excitement gave place to a dull, hopeless weariness. Presently he felt that the air had grown cooler; it was the chill of early dawn. He stood in the center of the lonely heath, and looked round him, and its vague outlines seemed to symbolize his own life; for he felt as Esmeralda had done, that it had come to a sudden stop. He turned and walked slowly back to the cottage. The dawn was breaking, and a thrush was beginning to sing timidly and[193] sweetly as he went up the narrow path. Somehow, it reminded him of Esmeraldas voice. He entered the house, and went upstairs very quietly, and he paused at the door and listened with knit brows, and his lips moved, shaping the words: My love, my love! Then he went into his own room, and threw himself, dressed as he was, upon the bed; and he, too, lay awake communing with his unhappiness.[282]

      He bit his lip. She did not think of him; it was the duke and Lilias.

      Varley tied up his horse, got a light, and managed to tear the two women apart; then he put Esmeralda into a chair, hinted to Mother Melinda that Esmeralda might be hungry, and having got the old woman into the outer hut, sat on the edge of the table and gazed at his child with a smile that did not hide his tender joy at her presence.

      They rode every daysometimes for nearly a whole dayand whether they were riding or walking, Trafford was generally alone with her. Insensibly, though he never spoke a word of love to her, he was courting her. In a thousand little ways he showed his care of her. She was never permitted to mount the mare until he had examined the harness; he always put her up; he restrained her when the jump she wanted to take was too risky even for her. When they went out for a walk, he was always waiting for her with an umbrella or sunshadeboth of which articles Esmeralda regarded with something like contempt. He would not let her walk too far, and while they rested at some farm or cottage, his manner toward her impressed the people of the house with her importance.Ive found this! said Norman, eagerly. Its a sheet of paper with a piece of stick stuck through it.

      I know that I am your wife, the Marchioness of Trafford, one of your family, and that I must think of you and them. I cant go away. She remembered the lake at Belfayre and[189] the dukes words. The wife of the Marquis of Belfayre cant do that. It would be better for me to kill myself.Well, he said, philosophically, its Simons coat, not mine. He cant blame me.



      Norman started and turned crimson.Esmeraldabe just; Ino one of us but respected, admired


      But ever since we first met, I have loved you very dearly, though I did not know it at the beginning, and I have been true to that love.Trafford, something has happened! Wherewhere is Esmeralda? she exclaimed; and there was a note of demand in her voice as if he were responsible for Esmeralda, as if he were answerable for her absence.