Himself worn out and
suffering a reaction of despondency, Quarrier more than once
repented what he had done. In Lilian's state of health such a shock
as this might have results that would endanger her life. She had not
a strong constitution; he recalled the illness of a year ago, and
grew so anxious that his fits of slumber gave him no refreshment, In
the early dawn, finding that she was awake, he spoke to her of the
necessity of avoiding excitement during the next few days.
"I wish you could go away till the affair is over."
"Oh, there is no need of that! I couldn't be away from you."
"Then at all events keep quietly at home. There'll be the deuce of
an uproar everywhere to-day."
"We shall lunch at Mary's, you know. I had rather be there than
sitting alone."
"Well, Molly will be good company for yell, I dare say. But do try
not to excite yourself. Don't talk much; we'll tell them you are
very tired after last night. As soon as ever the fight is done,
we'll be off somewhere or other for a few weeks. Don't get up till
midday; anything interesting you shall know at once."
At breakfast Denzil received a note from Mrs. Wade, sent by hand.
"Do let me know how Lilian is. The messenger will wait for a reply."
He wrote an answer of warm friendliness, signing it, "Ever sincerely
yours." Mrs. Wade had impressed him with her devotion; he thought of
her with gratitude and limitless confidence.
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