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Blanche.

ā€œI think not.ā€

ā€œIā€™m sure you did. When you said ā€˜Sion hillā€™ I recollect I thought of the Methodists directly. I couldnā€™t have thought of the Methodists, if you hadnā€™t said ā€˜Sion hill.ā€™ It stands to reason.ā€

ā€œIā€™ll try the next page,ā€ said Arnold. ā€œI canā€™t have read that beforeā ā€”for I havenā€™t turned over yet.ā€

Blanche threw herself back in her chair, and flung her handkerchief resignedly over her face. ā€œThe flies,ā€ she explained. ā€œIā€™m not going to sleep. Try the next page. Oh, dear me, try the next page!ā€

Arnold proceeded:

ā€œSay first for heaven hides nothing from thy view.
Nor the deep tract of hell say first what cause.
Moved our grand parents in that happy stateā ā€”ā€

Blanche suddenly threw the handkerchief off again, and sat bolt upright in her chair. ā€œShut it up,ā€ she cried. ā€œI canā€™t bear any more. Leave off, Arnoldā ā€”leave off!ā€

ā€œWhatā€™s, the matter now?ā€

ā€œā€Šā€˜That happy state,ā€™ā€Šā€ said Blanche. ā€œWhat does ā€˜that happy stateā€™ mean? Marriage, of course! And marriage reminds me of Anne. I wonā€™t have any more. Paradise Lost is painful. Shut it up. Well, my next question to Sir Patrick was, of course, to know what he thought Anneā€™s husband had done. The wretch had behaved infamously to her in some way. In what way? Was it anything to do with her marriage? My uncle considered again. He thought it quite possible. Private marriages were dangerous things (he said)ā ā€”especially in Scotland. He asked me if they had been married in Scotland. I couldnā€™t tell himā ā€”I only said, ā€˜Suppose they were? What then?ā€™ ā€˜Itā€™s barely possible, in that case,ā€™ says Sir Patrick, ā€˜that Miss Silvester may be feeling uneasy about her marriage. She may even have reasonā ā€”or may think she has reasonā ā€”to doubt whether it is a marriage at all.ā€™ā€Šā€

Arnold started, and looked round at Geoffrey still sitting at the writing-table with his back turned on them. Utterly as Blanche and Sir Patrick were mistaken in their estimate of Anneā€™s position at Craig Fernie, they had drifted, nevertheless, into discussing the very question in which Geoffrey and Miss Silvester were interestedā ā€”the question of marriage in Scotland. It was impossible in Blancheā€™s presence to tell Geoffrey that he might do well to listen to Sir Patrickā€™s opinion, even at secondhand. Perhaps the words had found their way to him? perhaps he was listening already, of his own accord?

(He was listening. Blancheā€™s last words had found their way to him, while he was pondering over his half-finished letter to his brother. He waited to hear moreā ā€”without moving, and with the pen suspended in his hand.)

Blanche proceeded, absently winding her fingers in and out of Arnoldā€™s hair as he sat at her feet:

ā€œIt flashed on me instantly that Sir Patrick had discovered the truth. Of course I told him so. He laughed, and said I mustnā€™t jump at conclusions We were guessing quite in the dark; and all the distressing things I had noticed at the inn might admit of some totally different explanation. He would have gone on splitting straws in that provoking way the whole morning if I hadnā€™t stopped him. I was strictly logical. I said I had seen Anne, and he hadnā€™tā ā€”and that made all the difference. I said, ā€˜Everything that puzzled and frightened me in the poor darling is accounted for now. The law must, and shall, reach that man, uncleā ā€”and Iā€™ll pay for it!ā€™ I was so much in earnest that I believe I cried a little. What do you think the dear old man did? He took me on his knee and gave me a kiss; and he said, in the nicest way, that he would adopt my view, for the present, if I would promise not to cry any more; andā ā€”wait! the cream of it is to come!ā ā€”that he would put the view in quite a new light to me as soon as I was composed again. You may imagine how soon I dried my eyes, and what a picture of composure I presented in the course of half a minute. ā€˜Let us take it for granted,ā€™ says Sir Patrick, ā€˜that this man unknown has really tried to deceive Miss Silvester, as you and I suppose. I can tell you one thing: itā€™s as likely as not that, in trying to overreach her, he may (without in the least suspecting it) have ended in overreaching himself.ā€™ā€Šā€

(Geoffrey held his breath. The pen dropped unheeded from his fingers. It was coming. The light that his brother couldnā€™t throw on the subject was dawning on it at last!)

Blanche resumed:

ā€œI was so interested, and it made such a tremendous impression on me, that I havenā€™t forgotten a word. ā€˜I mustnā€™t make that poor little head of yours ache with Scotch law,ā€™ my uncle said; ā€˜I must put it plainly. There are marriages allowed in Scotland, Blanche, which are called Irregular Marriagesā ā€”and very abominable things they are. But they have this accidental merit in the present case. It is extremely difficult for a man to pretend to marry in Scotland, and not really to do it. And it is, on the other hand, extremely easy for a man to drift into marrying in Scotland without feeling the slightest suspicion of having done it himself.ā€™ That was exactly what he said, Arnold. When we are married, it shanā€™t be in Scotland!ā€

(Geoffreyā€™s ruddy color paled. If this was true he might be caught himself in the trap which he had schemed to set for Anne! Blanche went on with her narrative. He waited and listened.)

ā€œMy uncle asked me if I understood him so far. It was as plain as the sun at noonday, of course I understood him! ā€˜Very well, thenā ā€”now for the application!ā€™ says Sir Patrick. ā€˜Once more supposing our guess to be the right one, Miss Silvester may be making herself very unhappy without any real cause. If this invisible man at Craig Fernie has actually meddled, I wonā€™t say with marrying her, but only with pretending to make her his wife, and if he has attempted it in

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