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Blind Love

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Provided by nature with ironclad constitutional defences against

illness, Mr. Henley was now and then troubled with groundless doubts of

his own state of health. Acting under a delusion of this kind, he

imagined symptoms which rendered a change of residence necessary from

his town house to his country house, a few days only after his daughter

had decided on the engagement of her new maid.

Iris gladly, even eagerly, adapted her own wishes to the furtherance of

her father's plans. Sorely tried by anxiety and suspense, she needed

all that rest and tranquillity could do for her. The first week in the

country produced an improvement in her health. Enjoying the serene

beauty of woodland and field, breathing the delicious purity of the

air--sometimes cultivating her own corner in the garden, and sometimes

helping the women in the lighter labours of the dairy--her nerves

recovered their tone, and her spirits rose again to their higher level.

In the performance of her duties the new maid justified Miss Henley's

confidence in her, during the residence of the household in the

country.

She showed, in her own undemonstrative way, a grateful sense of her

mistress's kindness. Her various occupations were intelligently and

attentively pursued; her even temper never seemed to vary; she gave the

servants no opportunities of complaining of her. But one peculiarity in

her behaviour excited hostile remark, below-stairs. On the occasions

when she was free to go out for the day, she always found some excuse

for not joining any of the other female servants, who might happen to

be similarly favoured. The one use she made of her holiday was to

travel by railway to some place unknown; always returning at the right

time in the evening. Iris knew enough of the sad circumstances to be

able to respect her motives, and to appreciate the necessity for

keeping the object of these solitary journeys a secret from her

fellow-servants.

The pleasant life in the country house had lasted for nearly a month,

when the announcement of Hugh's approaching return to England reached

Iris. The fatal end of his father's long and lingering illness had

arrived, and the funeral had taken place. Business, connected with his

succession to the property, would detain him in London for a few days.

Submitting to this necessity, he earnestly expressed the hope of seeing

Iris again, the moment he was at liberty.

Hearing the good news, Mr. Henley obstinately returned to his

plans--already twice thwarted--for promoting the marriage of Mountjoy

and Iris.

He wrote to invite Hugh to his house in a tone of cordiality which

astonished his daughter; and when the guest arrived, the genial welcome

of the host had but one defect--Mr. Henley overacted his part. He gave

the two young people perpetual opportunities of speaking to each other

privately; and, on the principle that none are so blind as those who

won't see, he failed to discover that the relations between them

continued to be relations of friendship, do what he might. Hugh's long

attendance on his dying father had left him depressed in spirits; Iris

understood him, and felt for him. He was not ready with his opinion of

the new maid, after he had seen Fanny Mere. "My inclination," he said,

"is to trust the girl. And yet, I hesitate to follow my

inclination--and I don't know why."

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