I knew that
the ghosts always came for trouble at Aghadoe, and I prayed hard that
the trouble might be only mine and might spare the two dear old people.
The thought of Theobald, and that I had not even noticed the absence of
his letters, stung me sharply. What if harm should come to Theobald? As
the cocks crew and the grey turned to blue and then to gold in the room,
I lay staring up at the ceiling, praying that harm had not come to
Theobald, that he might be well and happy although I must be miserable
for ever.
CHAPTER XX
AN EAVESDROPPER
The morning sun was in my room when I awoke and my godmother was by my
bed.
"You have been crying in your sleep, Bawn," she said. "I thought I heard
you several times during the night, but was not sure. Are you anxious
about Theobald, child?"
"There is some trouble in the air," I said, turning away my head. "But I
don't think it was I who cried."
"I would not say that to Lady St. Leger, Bawn," she said, lifting my
face and making me look at her.
"It is not for a death," I said, "or we should have heard the coach."
"God forbid!" I noticed that her face had a new look of care since
yesterday, that there were rings round her fine eyes as though she had
not slept.
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