Kenelm Chillingly — Volume 06 by Baron Edward Bulwer Lytton Lytton
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"Ah! I understand. You had religious doubts,--thought perhaps of turning Roman Catholic. I hope you are not going to do so?" "My doubts were not necessarily of a religious nature. Pagans have entertained them." "Whatever they were I am pleased to see they did not prevent your return," said Mrs. Braefield, graciously. "But where have you found a lodging; why not have come to us? My husband would have been scarcely less glad than myself to receive you." "You say that so sincerely, and so cordially, that to answer by a brief 'I thank you' seems rigid and heartless. But there are times in life when one yearns to be alone,--to commune with one's own heart, and, if possible, be still; I am in one of those moody times. Bear with me." Mrs. Braefield looked at him with affectionate, kindly interest. She had gone before him through the solitary road of young romance. She remembered her dreamy, dangerous girlhood, when she, too, had yearned to be alone. "Bear with you; yes, indeed. I wish, Mr. Chillingly, that I were your sister, and that you would confide in me. Something troubles you." "Troubles me,--no. My thoughts are happy ones, and they may sometimes perplex me, but they do not trouble." Kenelm said this very softly; and in the warmer light of his musing |
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