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〃She was Lucy's mother； you know； and I loved her。 I think that's why I love Lucy； for she is the very image of her。 Where did you know her？ Here？〃
〃I knew her by hearsay；〃 murmured Lady Isabel； arousing to recollection。
〃Oh； hearsay！ /Has/ Carlyle shot the beast； or is he on his legs yet？ By Jove！ To think that he should sneak himself up； in this way； at West Lynne！〃
〃You must apply elsewhere for information；〃 she gasped。 〃I know nothing of these things。〃
She turned away with a beating heart； and took Lucy's hand； and departed。 Lord Vane set off on a run toward the house； his heels flying behind him。
And now the contest began in earnestthat is； the canvass。 Sir Francis Levison； his agent； and a friend from town； who； as it turned out； instead of being some great gun of the government； was a private chum of the baronet's by name Drake； sneaked about the town like dogs with their tails burnt； for they were entirely alive to the color in which they were held； their only attendants being a few young gentlemen and ladies in rags； who commonly brought up the rear。 The other party presented a stately crowdcounty gentry； magistrates； Lord Mount Severn。 Sometimes Mr。 Carlyle would be with them； arm…and… arm with the latter。 If the contesting groups came within view of each other； and were likely to meet； the brave Sir Francis would disappear down an entry； behind a hedge； any place convenient； with all his 〃face of brass；〃 he could not meet Mr。 Carlyle and that condemning jury around him。
One afternoon it pleased Mrs。 Carlyle to summon Lucy and the governess to accompany her into West Lynne。 She was going shopping。 Lady Isabel had a dread and horror of appearing in there while that man was in town； but she could not help herself。 There was no pleading illness； for she was quite well； there must be no saying； 〃I will not go；〃 for she was only a dependant。 They started； and had walked as far as Mrs。 Hare's gate； when Miss Carlyle turned out of it。
〃Your mamma's not well； Barbara。〃
〃Is she not？〃 cried Barbara； with quick concern。 〃I must go and see her。〃
〃She has had one of those ridiculous dreams again；〃 pursued Miss Carlyle； ignoring the presence of the governess and Lucy。 〃I was sure of it by her very look when I got in； shivering and shaking； and glancing fearfully around； as if she feared a dozen spectres were about to burst out of the walls。 So I taxed her with it； and she could make no denial。 Richard is in some jeopardy； she protests； or will be。 And there she is； shaking still； although I told her that people who put faith in dreams were only fit for a lunatic asylum。〃
Barbara looked distressed。 She did not believe in dreams any more than Miss Carlyle； but she could not forget how strangely peril to Richard /had/ supervened upon some of these dreams。
〃I will go in now and see mamma；〃 she said。 〃If you are returning home； Cornelia； Madame Vine can walk with you； and wait for me there。〃
〃Let me go in with you； mamma！〃 pleaded Lucy。
Barbara mechanically took the child's hand。 The gates closed on them； and Miss Carlyle and Lady Isabel proceeded in the direction of the town。 But not far had they gone when； in turning a corner； the wind； which was high； blew away with the veil of Lady Isabel； and； in raising her hand in trepidation to save it before it was finally gone； she contrived to knock off her blue spectacles。 They fell to the ground； and were broken。
〃How did you manage that？〃 uttered Miss Carlyle。
How； indeed？ She bent her face on the ground； looking at the damage。 What should she do？ The veil was over the hedge； the spectacles were brokenhow could she dare show her naked face？ That face was rosy just then； as in former days； the eyes were bright； and Miss Carlyle caught their expression； and stared in very amazement。
〃Good heavens above；〃 she uttered； 〃what an extraordinary likeness！〃 And Lady Isabel's heart turned faint and sick within her。
Well it might。 And； to make matters worse； bearing down right upon them； but a few paces distant； came Sir Francis Levison。
Would /he/ recognize her？
Standing blowing in the wind at the turning of the road were Miss Carlyle and Lady Isabel Vane。 The latter； confused and perplexed； was picking up the remnant of her damaged spectacles； the former； little less perplexed； gazed at the face which struck upon her memory as being so familiar。 Her attention； however； was called off the face to the apparition of Sir Francis Levison。
He was close upon them； Mr。 Drake and the other comrade being with him； and some tagrag in attendance； as usual。 It was the first time he and Miss Carlyle had met face to face。 She bent her condemning brow； haughty in its bitter scorn； full upon him； for it was not in the nature of Miss Carlyle to conceal her sentiments； especially when they were rather of the strongest。 Sir Francis； when he arrived opposite； raised his hat to her。 Whether it was done in courtesy； in confused unconsciousness； or in mockery； cannot be told。 Miss Carlyle assumed it to have been the latter； and her lips； in their anger grew almost as pale as those of the unhappy woman who was cowering behind her。
〃Did you intend that insult for me； Francis Levison？〃
〃As you please to take it；〃 returned he； calling up insolence to his aid。
〃/You/ dare to lift off your hat to me！ Have you forgotten that I am Miss Carlyle？〃
〃It would be difficult for /you/ to be forgotten； once seen。〃
Now this answer /was/ given in mockery； his tone and manner were redolent of it； insolently so。 The two gentlemen looked on in discomfort； wondering what it meant； Lady Isabel hid her face as best she could； terrified to death lest his eyes should fall on it： while the spectators； several of whom had collected now； listened with interest； especially some farm laborers of Squire Pinner's who had happened to be passing。
〃You contemptible worm！〃 cried Miss Carlyle； 〃do you think you can outrage me with impunity as you； by your presence in it； are outraging West Lynne？ Out upon you for a bold； bad man！〃
Now Miss Corny； in so speaking； had certainly no thought of present and immediate punishment for the gentleman； but it appeared that the mob around had。 The motion was commented by those stout…shouldered laborers。 Whether excited thereto by the words of Miss Carlylewho； whatever may have been her faults of manner； held the respect of the neighborhood； and was looked up to only in a less degree than her brother； whether Squire Pinner； their master； had let drop； in their hearing； a word of the ducking he had hinted at； when at East Lynne； or whether their own feelings alone spurred them on； was best known to the men themselves。 Certain it is； that the ominous sound of 〃Duck him；〃 was breathed forth by a voice； and it was caught up and echoed around。
〃Duck him！ Duck him！ The pond be close at hand。 Let's give him a taste of his deservings！ What do he the scum； turn himself up at West Lynne for； bearding Mr。 Carlyle？ What have he done with Lady Isabel？ /Him/ put up for others at West Lynne！ West Lynne's respectable； it don't want him； it have got a better man； it won't have a villain。 Now； lads！〃
His face turned white； and he trembled in his shoesworth