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〃So it is about the Hall？〃
With one hand she held back the fluttering lace upon her bosom； while lifting the other she pointed across the ploughed fields to the old gray chimneys huddled amid the budding oaks。
〃Does it not make you homesick to stand here and look at it？〃 she asked。 〃Think！ For more than two hundred years your people lived there； and there is not a room within the house； nor a spot upon the land； that does not hold some sacred association for those of your name。〃 Startled by the passion in her words； he turned from the Hall at which he had been gazing。
〃What do you mean？ 〃 he demanded imperatively。 〃What do you wish to say？〃
〃Look at the Hall and not at me while I tell you。 It is thisnow listen and do not turn from it for an instant。 Blake HallI have just found it outwill come to me at grandfather's death； and when it doeswhen it does I shall return it to your familythe whole of it； every lovely acre。 Oh； don't look at melook at the Hall！〃
But he looked neither at her nor at the Hall； for his gaze dropped to the ground and hung blankly upon a clod of dry brown earth。 She saw him grow pale to the lips and dark blue circles come out slowly about his eyes。
〃It is but common justice； you see that；〃 she urged。
At this he raised his head and returned her look。
〃And what of Will？〃 he asked。
Her surprise showed in her face； and at sight of it he repeated his question with a stubborn insistence： 〃But what of Will？ What has been done for Will？〃
〃Oh； I don't know； I don't know。 The break is past mending。 But it is not of him that I must speak to you nowit is of yourself。 Don't you see that the terrible injustice has bowed me to the earth？ What am I better than a dependenta charity ward who has lived for years upon your money？ My very education； my little culture； the refinements you see in methese even I have no real right to； for they belong to your family。 While you have worked as a labourer in the field I have been busy squandering the wealth which was not mine。〃
His face grew gentle as he looked at her。
〃If the Blake money has made you what you are； then it has not been utterly wasted；〃 he replied。
〃Oh； you don't understandyou don't understand；〃 she repeated； pressing her hands upon her bosom； as if to quiet her fluttering breath。 〃You have suffered from it all along； but it is I who suffer most to…daywho suffer most because I am upon the side of the injustice。 I can have no peace until you tell me that I may still do my poor best to make amendsthat when your home is mine you will let me give it back to you。〃
〃It is too late；〃 he answered with bitter humour。 〃You can't put a field…hand in a fine house and make him a gentleman。 It is too late to undo what was done twenty years ago。 The place can never be mine againI have even ceased to want it。 Give it to Will。〃
〃I couldn't if I wanted to；〃 she replied； 〃but I don't want toI don't want to。 It must go back to you and to your sisters。 Do you think I could ever be owner of it now？ Even if it comes to me when I am an old woman； I shall always feel myself a stranger in the house； though I should live there day and night for fifty years。 No； no； it is impossible that I should ever keep it for an instant。 It must go back to you and to the Blakes who come after you。〃
〃There will be no Blakes after me；〃 he answered。 〃I am the last。〃
〃Then promise me that if the Hall is ever mine you will take it。〃
〃From you？ No： not unless I took it to hand on to your brother。 It is an old score that you have brought upone that lasted twenty years before it was settled。 It is too late to stir up matters now。〃
〃It is not too late；〃 she said earnestly。 〃It is never too late to try to undo a wrong。〃
〃The wrong was not yours； it must never touch you；〃 he replied。 〃If my life was as clean as yours； it would； perhaps； not be too late for me either。 Ten years ago I might have felt differently about it； but not now。〃
He broke off hurriedly； and Maria； with a hopeless gesture； turned back into the path。
〃Then I shall appeal to your sisters when the time comes；〃 she responded quietly。
Catching the loose ends of her scarf； he drew her slowly around until she met his eyes。 〃And I have said nothing to youto you；〃 he began； in a constrained voice； which he tried in vain to steady； 〃because it is so hard to say anything and not say too much。 This； at least； you must knowthat I am your servant now and shall be all my life。〃
She smiled sadly； looking down at the scarf which was crushed in his hands。
〃And yet you will not grant the wish of my heart；〃 she said。
〃How could I？ Put me back in the Hall； and I should be as ignorant and as coarse as I am out here。 A labourer is all I am and all I am fit to be。 I once had a rather bookish ambition； you know； but that is overI wanted to read Greek and translate 'The Iliad' and all thatand yet to…day I doubt if I could write a decent letter to save my soul。 It's partly my fault； of course； but you can't know you could never knowthe abject bitterness and despair of those years when I tried to sink myself to the level of the brutestried to forget that I was any better than the oxen I drove。 No； there's no pulling me up again； such things aren't lived over； and I'm down for good。〃
Her tears； which she had held back； broke forth at his words； and he saw them fall upon her bosom； where her hands were still tightly clasped。
〃And it is all our fault；〃 she said brokenly。
〃Not yours； surely。〃
〃It is not too late；〃 she went on passionately； laying her hand upon his arm and looking up at him with a misty brightness。 〃Oh； if you would let me make amendslet me help you！〃
〃Is there any help？〃 he asked； with his eyes on the hand upon his arm。
〃If you will let me； I will find it。 We will take up your study where you broke it offwe will come up step by step； even to Homer； if you like。 I am fond of books； you know； and I have had my fancy for Greek； too。 Oh； it will be so easyso easy； and when the time comes for you to go back to the Hall； I shall have made you the most learned Blake of the whole line。〃
He bent quickly and kissed the hand which trembled on his sleeve。
〃Make of me what you please；〃 he said； 〃I am at your service。〃
For the second time he saw the wonderful lightthe fervour illumine her face； and then fade slowly； leaving a still； soft radiance of expression。
〃Then I may teach you all that you haven't learned；〃 she said with a happy little laugh。 〃How fortunate that I should have been born a bookworm。 Shall we begin with Greek？〃
He smiled。 〃No； let's start with Englishand start low。〃
〃Then we'll do both； but where shall it be？ Not at the Hall。〃
〃Hardly。 There's a bench； though； down by the poplar spring that looks as if it were meant to be in school。 Do you know the place？ It's in my pasture by the meadow brook？〃
〃I can find it； and I'll bring the books to…morrow at this hour。 Will you come？〃
〃To…morrowand every day？〃
〃Every day。〃
For an instant he looked at her in perplexity。 〃I may as well tell you；〃 he said at last； 〃that I'm one of the very biggest rascals on God's earth。 I'm not worth all this； you know； that's honest。〃
〃And so are you；〃 she c