A Struggle for a Ring — page 91: what you’re looking at

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THE PARTING. 87 his farewell to her should be one which should do away with the impression that he did not love her. | The carriage ordered to take him to the station was at the door, and in his heart of hearts Lord Carsdale was secretly longing for the time of departure. He was tired of the small, gloomy, dirty house, with its uncomfortable . ° . . e ways and its petty, miserable economies; he was tired ~. of the ceaseless scraping of the violin, the ceaseless rustling of feet. Every hour seemed to make Rudeswell and all its belongings more and more intolerable; yet he did not repent what he had done—it was for honor’s sake. What would he not do for honor? Indeed, the more tire- some and annoying Rudeswell became, the greater hero he. He was light of heart because he was going, and it did not occur to him that his wife’s sweet face was pale with the pain of losing him. The desire of Frank’s heart was accomplished. Mr. Nelson tipped him so generously that he could not recover himself. Hettie was less virulent than usual. Rose was really sorry to lose her handsome, courtly brother-in-law. Both parents felt that it would be a relief when he was gone, and there was no further need for keeping up appearances. ‘The great strain of always seeming to bea little better off than they really were tired them. Lord Carsdale had said ‘‘ good-by” to them, and stood now talking to his wife. ‘‘How long shall you be away?” she asked; and he — answered her that it was impossible to tell, that all depended on his commission. ‘‘T hope you will have a safe journey,” she said, looking at him with wistful eyes, longing for one kind, loving word; noting, with keenest pain, the pleased, bright face, the delight he felt at going. ~~ eS Eomicboo Ee he