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the　ladder；　stepping　on　to　the　floor　and　crying　to　her　sisters　and
Miss　Savile　to　follow。　　Another　head　rose　above　the　floor；　and
another；　and　then　Lucy　herself　came　into　view。　　The　troop　ran　hither
and　thither　through　the　empty；　shaving…strewn　rooms；　and　Barnet　came
forward。

Lucy　uttered　a　small　exclamation：　　she　was　very　sorry　that　she　had
intruded；　she　had　not　the　least　idea　that　Mr。　Barnet　was　there：　　the
children　had　come　up；　and　she　had　followed。

Barnet　replied　that　he　was　only　too　glad　to　see　them　there。　　'And
now；　let　me　show　you　the　rooms；'　he　said。

She　passively　assented；　and　he　took　her　round。　　There　was　not　much
to　show　in　such　a　bare　skeleton　of　a　house；　but　he　made　the　most　of
it；　and　explained　the　different　ornamental　fittings　that　were　soon
to　be　fixed　here　and　there。　　Lucy　made　but　few　remarks　in　reply；
though　she　seemed　pleased　with　her　visit；　and　stole　away　down　the
ladder；　followed　by　her　companions。

After　this　the　new　residence　became　yet　more　of　a　hobby　for　Barnet。
Downe's　children　did　not　forget　their　first　visit；　and　when　the
windows　were　glazed；　and　the　handsome　staircase　spread　its　broad　low
steps　into　the　hall；　they　came　again；　prancing　in　unwearied
succession　through　every　room　from　ground…floor　to　attics；　while
Lucy　stood　waiting　for　them　at　the　door。　　Barnet；　who　rarely　missed
a　day　in　coming　to　inspect　progress；　stepped　out　from　the　drawing…
room。

'I　could　not　keep　them　out；'　she　said；　with　an　apologetic　blush。　　'I
tried　to　do　so　very　much：　　but　they　are　rather　wilful；　and　we　are
directed　to　walk　this　way　for　the　sea　air。'

'Do　let　them　make　the　house　their　regular　playground；　and　you
yours；'　said　Barnet。　　'There　is　no　better　place　for　children　to　romp
and　take　their　exercise　in　than　an　empty　house；　particularly　in
muddy　or　damp　weather　such　as　we　shall　get　a　good　deal　of　now；　and
this　place　will　not　be　furnished　for　a　long　long　timeperhaps
never。　　I　am　not　at　all　decided　about　it。'

'O；　but　it　must！'　replied　Lucy；　looking　round　at　the　hall。　　'The
rooms　are　excellent；　twice　as　high　as　ours；　and　the　views　from　the
windows　are　so　lovely。'

'I　daresay；　I　daresay；'　he　said　absently。

'Will　all　the　furniture　be　new？'　she　asked。

'All　the　furniture　be　newthat's　a　thing　I　have　not　thought　of。　　In
fact　I　only　come　here　and　look　on。　　My　father's　house　would　have
been　large　enough　for　me；　but　another　person　had　a　voice　in　the
matter；　and　it　was　settled　that　we　should　build。　　However；　the　place
grows　upon　me；　its　recent　associations　are　cheerful；　and　I　am
getting　to　like　it　fast。'

A　certain　uneasiness　in　Lucy's　manner　showed　that　the　conversation
was　taking　too　personal　a　turn　for　her。　　'Still；　as　modern　tastes
develop；　people　require　more　room　to　gratify　them　in；'　she　said；
withdrawing　to　call　the　children；　and　serenely　bidding　him　good
afternoon　she　went　on　her　way。

Barnet's　life　at　this　period　was　singularly　lonely；　and　yet　he　was
happier　than　he　could　have　expected。　　His　wife's　estrangement　and
absence；　which　promised　to　be　permanent；　left　him　free　as　a　boy　in
his　movements；　and　the　solitary　walks　that　he　took　gave　him　ample
opportunity　for　chastened　reflection　on　what　might　have　been　his　lot
if　he　had　only　shown　wisdom　enough　to　claim　Lucy　Savile　when　there
was　no　bar　between　their　lives；　and　she　was　to　be　had　for　the
asking。　　He　would　occasionally　call　at　the　house　of　his　friend
Downe；　but　there　was　scarcely　enough　in　common　between　their　two
natures　to　make　them　more　than　friends　of　that　excellent　sort　whose
personal　knowledge　of　each　other's　history　and　character　is　always
in　excess　of　intimacy；　whereby　they　are　not　so　likely　to　be　severed
by　a　clash　of　sentiment　as　in　cases　where　intimacy　springs　up　in
excess　of　knowledge。　　Lucy　was　never　visible　at　these　times；　being
either　engaged　in　the　school…room；　or　in　taking　an　airing　out　of
doors；　but；　knowing　that　she　was　now　comfortable；　and　had　given　up
the；　to　him；　depressing　idea　of　going　off　to　the　other　side　of　the
globe；　he　was　quite　content。

The　new　house　had　so　far　progressed　that　the　gardeners　were
beginning　to　grass　down　the　front。　　During　an　afternoon　which　he　was
passing　in　marking　the　curve　for　the　carriage…drive；　he　beheld　her
coming　in　boldly　towards　him　from　the　road。　　Hitherto　Barnet　had
only　caught　her　on　the　premises　by　stealth；　and　this　advance　seemed
to　show　that　at　last　her　reserve　had　broken　down。

A　smile　gained　strength　upon　her　face　as　she　approached；　and　it　was
quite　radiant　when　she　came　up；　and　said；　without　a　trace　of
embarrassment；　'I　find　I　owe　you　a　hundred　thanksand　it　comes　to
me　quite　as　a　surprise！　　It　was　through　your　kindness　that　I　was
engaged　by　Mr。　Downe。　　Believe　me；　Mr。　Barnet；　I　did　not　know　it
until　yesterday；　or　I　should　have　thanked　you　long　and　long　ago！'

'I　had　offended　youjust　a　trifleat　the　time；　I　think？'　said
Barnet；　smiling；　'and　it　was　best　that　you　should　not　know。'

'Yes；　yes；'　she　returned　hastily。　　'Don't　allude　to　that；　it　is　past
and　over；　and　we　will　let　it　be。　　The　house　is　finished　almost；　is
it　not？　　How　beautiful　it　will　look　when　the　evergreens　are　grown！
Do　you　call　the　style　Palladian；　Mr。　Barnet？'

'Ireally　don't　quite　know　what　it　is。　　Yes；　it　must　be　Palladian；
certainly。　　But　I'll　ask　Jones；　the　architect；　for；　to　tell　the
truth；　I　had　not　thought　much　about　the　style：　　I　had　nothing　to　do
with　choosing　it；　I　am　sorry　to　say。'

She　would　not　let　him　harp　on　this　gloomy　refrain；　and　talked　on
bright　matters　till　she　said；　producing　a　small　roll　of　paper　which
he　had　noticed　in　her　hand　all　the　while；　'Mr。　Downe　wished　me　to
bring　you　this　revised　drawing　of　the　late　Mrs。　Downe's　tomb；　which
the　architect　has　just　sent　him。　　He　would　like　you　to　look　it
over。'

The　children　came　up　with　their　hoops；　and　she　went　off　with　them
down　the　harbour…road　as　usual。　　Barnet　had　been　glad　to　get　those
words　of　thanks；　he　had　been　thinking　for　many　months　that　he　would
like　her　to　know　of　his　share　in　finding　her　a　home　such　as　it　was；
and　what　he　could　not　do　for　himself；　Downe　had　now　kindly　done　for
him。　　He　returned　to　his　desolate　house　with　a　lighter　tread；　though
in　reason　he　hardly　knew　why　his　tread　should　be　light。

On　examining　the　drawing；　Barnet　found　that；　instead　of　the　vast
altar…tomb　and　canopy　Downe　had　determined　on　at　their　last　meeting；
it　was　to　be　a　more　modest　memorial　even　than　had　been　suggested　by
the　architect；　a　coped　tomb　of　good　solid　construction；　with　no
useless　elaboration　at　all。　　Barnet　was　truly　glad　to　see　that　Downe
had　come　to　reason　of　his　own　accord；　and　he　returned　the　drawing
with　a　note　of　approval。

He　followed　up　the　house…work　as　before；　and　as　he　walked　up　and
down　the　rooms；　occasionally　gazing　from　the　windows　over　the
bulging　green　hills　and　the　quiet　harbour　that　lay　between　them；　he
murmured　words　and　fragments　of　words；　which；　if　listened　to；　would
have　revealed　all　the　secrets　of　his　existence。　　Whatever　his　reason
in　going　there；　Lucy　did　not　call　again：　　the　walk　to　the　shore
seemed　to　be　abandoned：　　he　must　have　thought　it　as　well　for　both
that　it　should　be　so；　for　he　did　not　go　anywhere　out　of　his
accustomed　ways　to　endeavour　to　discover　her。



CHAPTER　VIII



The　winter　and　the　spring　had　passed；　and　the　house　was　complete。
It　was　a　fine　morning　in　the　early　part　of　June；　and　Barnet；　though
not　in　the　habit　of　rising　early；　had　taken　a　long　walk　before
breakfast；　returning　by　way　of　the　new　building。　　A　sufficiently
exciting　cause　of　his　restlessness　to…day　might　have　been　the
intelligence　which　had　reached　him　the　night　before；　that　Lucy
Savile　was　going　to　India　after　all；　and　notwithstanding　the
representations　of　her　friends　that　such　a　journey　was　unadvisable
in　many　ways　for　an　unpractised　girl；　unless　some　more　definite
advantage　lay　at　the　end　of　it　than　she　could　show　to　be　the　case。
Barnet's　walk　up　the　slope　to　the　building　betrayed　that　he　was　in　a
dissatisfied　mood。　　He　hardly　saw　that　the　dewy　time　of　day　lent　an
unusual　freshness　to　the　bushes　and　trees　which　had　so　recently　put
on　their　summer　habit　of　heavy　leafage；　and　made　his　newly…laid　lawn
look　as　well　established　as　an　old　manorial　meadow。　　The　house　had
been　so　adroitly　placed　between　six　tall　elms　which　were　growing　on
the　site　beforehand；　that　they　seemed　like　real　ancestral　trees；　and
the　rooks；　young　and　old；　cawed　melodiously　to　their　visitor。

The　door　was　not　locked；　and　he　entered。　　No　workmen　appeared　to　be
present；　and　he　walked　from　sunny　window　to　sunny　window　of　the
empty　rooms；　with　a　sense　of　seclusion　which　might　have　been　very
pleasant　but　for　the　antecedent　knowledge　that　his　almost　paternal
care　of　Lucy　Savile　was　to　be　thrown　away　by　her　wilfulness。
Footsteps　echoed　through　an　adjoining　room；　and　bending　his　eyes　in
that　direction；　he　perceived　Mr。　Jones；　the　architect。　　He　had　come
to　look　over　the　building　before　giving　the　contractor　his　final
certificate。　　They　walked　over　the　house　together。　　Everything　was
finished　except　the　papering：　　there　were　the　latest　improvements　of
the　period　in　bell…hanging；　ventilating；　smoke…jacks；　fire…grates；
and　French　windows。　　The　b