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real harm；but he did not know how flighty she was。 However； one day he heard people talk about it in West Lynne； coupling her name and Mr。 Richard's offensively together； and at night he told Afy； before me； that it should not go on any longer； and she must not encourage him。 My lady； the next night Richard Hare shot my father。〃
〃How very dreadful！〃
〃Whether it was done on purpose； or that they had a scuffle； and the gun went off accidentally and killed my father； no one can tell。 Afy said she had been in the woods at the back of the house； and when she came in； father lay dead； and Mr。 Locksley was standing over him。 He said he had heard the shot； and come up just in time to see Richard fly from the house； his shoes covered with blood。 He has never been heard of since； but there is a judgment of murder out against him； and the fear and shame is killing his mother by inches。〃
〃And Afy？〃
〃The worst is to come my lady。 Afy followed him directly after the inquest； and nothing has been known since of either of them。 I was taken ill； after all these shocks； with nervous fever； and Miss Carlyle took care of me； and I have remained with her ever since。 This was what I had to tell you； my lady； before you decided to take me into service； it is not every lady who would like to engage one whose sister has turned out so badly。〃
Lady Isabel did not see that it could make any difference； or that it ought to。 She said so； and then leaned back in her chair and mused。
〃What dress； my lady？〃
〃Joyce； what was that I heard you and Susan gossiping over at the door？〃 Lady Isabel suddenly asked。 〃About Miss Hare giving me a bowl of poison。 Something in the dramatic line that would be。 You should tell Susan not to make her whispers so loud。〃
〃It was only a bit of nonsense； my lady。 These ignorant servants will talk； and every one at West Lynne knew Miss Barbara was in love with Mr。 Carlyle。 But I don't fancy she would have been the one to make him happy with all her love。〃
A hot flush passed over the brow of Lady Isabel； a sensation very like jealousy flew to her heart。 No woman likes to hear of another's being； or having been attached to her husband： a doubt always arises whether the feeling may not have been reciprocated。
Lady Isabel descended。 She wore a costly black lace dress； its low body and sleeves trimmed with as costly white； and ornaments of jet。 She looked inexpressibly beautiful； and Barbara turned from her with a feeling of sinking jealousy； from her beauty； from her attire； even from the fine； soft handkerchief； which displayed the badge of her rankthe coronet of an earl's daughter。 Barbara looked well； too； she was in a light blue silk robe； and her pretty cheeks were damask with her mind's excitement。 On her neck she wore the gold chain given her by Mr。 Carlylestrange that she had not discarded that。
They stood together at the window； looking at Mr。 Carlyle as he came up the avenue。 He saw them； and nodded。 Lady Isabel watched the damask cheeks turn to crimson at sight of him。
〃How do you do； Barbara？〃 he cried； as he shook hands。 〃Come to pay us a visit at last？ You have been rather tardy over it。 And how are you； my darling？〃 he whispered over his wife； but she missed his kiss of greeting。 Well； would she have had him give it her in public？ No； but she was in the mood to notice the omission。
Dinner over； Miss Carlyle beguiled Barbara out of doors。 Barbara would far rather have remained in /his/ presence。 Of course they discussed Lady Isabel。
〃How do you like her？〃 abruptly asked Barbara； alluding to Lady Isabel。
〃Better than I thought I should；〃 acknowledged Miss Carlyle。 〃I had expected airs and graces and pretence； and I must say she is free from them。 She seems quite wrapped up in Archibald and watches for his coming home like a cat watches for a mouse。 She is dull without him。〃
Barbara compelled her manner to indifference。 〃I suppose it is natural。〃
〃I suppose it is absurd；〃 was the retort of Miss Carlyle。 〃I give them little of my company； especially in an evening。 They go strolling out together； or she sings to him； he hanging over her as if she were of gold： to judge by appearances； she is more precious to him than any gold that was ever coined into money。 I'll tell you what I saw last night。 Archibald had what he is not often subject to； a severe headache； and he went into the next room after dinner； and lay on the sofa。 She carried a cup of tea to him； and never came back； leaving her own on the table till it was perfectly cold。 I pushed open the door to tell her so。 There was my lady's cambric handkerchief； soaked in eau…de…Cologne； lying on his forehead； and there was my lady herself； kneeling down and looking at him； he with his arm thrown around her there。 Now I just ask you； Barbara； whether there's any sense in fadding with a man like that？ If ever he did have a headache before he was married； I used to mix him up a good dose of salts and senna； and tell him to go to bed early and sleep the pain off。〃
Barbara made no reply； but she turned her face from Miss Carlyle。
On Barbara's return to the house； she found that Mr。 Carlyle and Lady Isabel were in the adjoining room； at the piano； and Barbara had an opportunity of hearing that sweet voice。 She did； as Miss Carlyle confessed to have done； pushed open the door between the two rooms； and looked in。 It was the twilight hour； almost too dusk to see； but she could distinguish Isabel seated at the piano； and Mr。 Carlyle standing behind her。 She was singing one of the ballads from the opera of the 〃Bohemian Girl；〃 〃When other Lips。〃
〃Why do you like that song so much； Archibald？〃 she asked when she had finished it。
〃I don't know。 I never liked it so much until I heard it from you。〃
〃I wonder if they are come in。 Shall we go into the next room？〃
〃Just this one firstthis translation from the German' 'Twere vain to tell thee all I feel。' There's real music in that song。〃
〃Yes； there is。 Do you know； Archibald； your taste is just like papa's。 He liked all these quiet； imaginative songs； and so do you。 And so do I；〃 she laughingly added； 〃if I must speak the truth。〃
She ceased and began the song； singing it exquisitely； in a low； sweet； earnest tone； the chords of the accompaniment； at its conclusion； dying off gradually into silence。
〃There； Archibald； I am sure I have sung you ten songs at least；〃 she said； leaning her head back against him； and looking at him from her upturned face。 〃You ought to pay me。〃
He did pay her： holding the dear face to him； and taking from it some impassioned kisses。 Barbara turned to the window； a low moan of pain escaping her； as she pressed her forehead on one of its panes； and looked forth at the dusky night。 Isabel came in on her husband's arm。
〃Are you here alone； Miss Hare？ I really beg your pardon。 I supposed you were with Miss Carlyle。〃
〃Where is Cornelia； Barbara？〃
〃I have just come in；〃 was Barbara's reply。 〃I dare say she is following me。〃
So she was； for she entered a moment after； her voice raised in anger at the gardener； who had disobeyed her orders； and obeyed the wishes of Lady Isabel。
The evening wore on to ten； and as the time…piece stru