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es. She silently walked back towards the summit of the field
that was the scene of her labour, so absorbed in the inter-
view which had just taken place that she was hardly aware
that the nose of Groby’s horse almost touched her shoul-
ders.
‘If so be you make an agreement to work for me till Lady-
Day, I’ll see that you carry it out,’ he growled. ‘‘Od rot the
women—now ‘tis one thing, and then ‘tis another. But I’ll
put up with it no longer!’
Knowing very well that he did not harass the other wom-
en of the farm as he harassed her out of spite for the flooring
he had once received, she did for one moment picture what
might have been the result if she had been free to accept
the offer just made her of being the monied Alec’s wife. It
would have lifted her completely out of subjection, not only
to her present oppressive employer, but to a whole world
who seemed to despise her. ‘But no, no!’ she said breathless-
ly; ‘I could not have married him now! He is so unpleasant
to me.’
That very night she began an appealing letter to Clare,
concealing from him her hardships, and assuring him of
her undying affection. Any one who had been in a position
to read between the lines would have seen that at the back
of her great love was some monstrous fear—almost a des-
peration—as to some secret contingencies which were not
disclosed. But again she did not finish her effusion; he had
asked Izz to go with him, and perhaps he did not care for
her at all. She put the letter in her box, and wondered if it
would ever reach Angel’s hands.

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