Sylvia's Lovers — Volume 2 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 184 pages of information about Sylvia's Lovers — Volume 2.

Sylvia's Lovers — Volume 2 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 184 pages of information about Sylvia's Lovers — Volume 2.

Philip had, perhaps, shown a want of tact in his conduct to Kester.  Acute with passionate keenness in one direction, he had a sort of dull straightforwardness in all others.  For instance, he had returned Kester the money which the latter had so gladly advanced towards the expenses incurred in defending Daniel.  Now the money which Philip gave him back was part of an advance which Foster Brothers had made on Philip’s own account.  Philip had thought that it was hard on Kester to lose his savings in a hopeless cause, and had made a point of repaying the old man; but Kester would far rather have felt that the earnings of the sweat of his brow had gone in the attempt to save his master’s life than have had twice ten times as many golden guineas.

Moreover, it seemed to take his action in lending his hoard out of the sphere of love, and make it but a leaden common loan, when it was Philip who brought him the sum, not Sylvia, into whose hands he had given it.

With these feelings Kester felt his heart shut up as he saw the long-watched-for two coming down the little path with a third person; with Philip holding up the failing steps of poor Bell Robson, as, loaded with her heavy mourning, and feeble from the illness which had detained her in York ever since the day of her husband’s execution, she came faltering back to her desolate home.  Sylvia was also occupied in attending to her mother; one or twice, when they paused a little, she and Philip spoke, in the familiar way in which there is no coyness nor reserve.  Kester caught up his clogs, and went quickly out through the back-kitchen into the farm-yard, not staying to greet them, as he had meant to do; and yet it was dull-sighted of him not to have perceived that whatever might be the relations between Philip and Sylvia, he was sure to have accompanied them home; for, alas! he was the only male protector of their blood remaining in the world.  Poor Kester, who would fain have taken that office upon himself, chose to esteem himself cast off, and went heavily about the farmyard, knowing that he ought to go in and bid such poor welcome as he had to offer, yet feeling too much to like to show himself before Philip.

It was long, too, before any one had leisure to come and seek him.  Bell’s mind had flashed up for a time, till the fatal day, only to be reduced by her subsequent illness into complete and hopeless childishness.  It was all Philip and Sylvia could do to manage her in the first excitement of returning home; her restless inquiry for him who would never more be present in the familiar scene, her feverish weariness and uneasiness, all required tender soothing and most patient endurance of her refusals to be satisfied with what they said or did.

At length she took some food, and, refreshed by it, and warmed by the fire, she sank asleep in her chair.  Then Philip would fain have spoken with Sylvia before the hour came at which he must return to Monkshaven, but she eluded him, and went in search of Kester, whose presence she had missed.

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