"I will tell you presently. Poor Bawn--what a shame that your gaieties
should be interrupted! I would leave you behind me, if I could. But
perhaps we shall return."
She drew me to her and kissed me. Of course she could say no more, since
Louise was in the room; but glancing at the dressing-table, which was
now stripped of its pretty things in silver and tortoise-shell, a letter
addressed in my grandmother's handwriting caught my eye. It must have
come since I went out; and there must be something in it to explain our
sudden departure.
"There is nothing wrong at Aghadoe, is there?" I asked, in sharp fear.
"I should have told you, Bawn, if there was. They are quite well."
I went out of the room into my own little room, where my trunks stood in
the middle, locked and labelled. The letter must have come immediately
after I had gone out. What could it contain that necessitated this
hurried flight? I looked around the little room where I had been happy
for a fortnight, and my eyes filled with tears. I had a feeling that I
should not come back to it.
While I stood there, miserably, I heard a knock at the hall door,
without attaching any significance to it.
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