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He
let
his
head
fall
beside
hers
and
sobbed
.
He
did
not
hinder
her
from
going
to
her
father
early
in
the
morning
—
it
seemed
now
that
he
ought
not
to
hinder
her
from
doing
as
she
pleased
.
In
half
an
hour
she
came
back
,
and
said
that
papa
and
mamma
wished
her
to
go
and
stay
with
them
while
things
were
in
this
miserable
state
.
Papa
said
he
could
do
nothing
about
the
debt
—
if
he
paid
this
,
there
would
be
half
-
a
-
dozen
more
.
She
had
better
come
back
home
again
till
Lydgate
had
got
a
comfortable
home
for
her
.
"
Do
you
object
,
Tertius
?
"
"
Do
as
you
like
,
"
said
Lydgate
.
"
But
things
are
not
coming
to
a
crisis
immediately
.
There
is
no
hurry
.
"
"
I
should
not
go
till
to
-
morrow
,
"
said
Rosamond
;
"
I
shall
want
to
pack
my
clothes
.
"
"
Oh
,
I
would
wait
a
little
longer
than
to
-
morrow
—
there
is
no
knowing
what
may
happen
,
"
said
Lydgate
,
with
bitter
irony
.
"
I
may
get
my
neck
broken
,
and
that
may
make
things
easier
to
you
.
"
It
was
Lydgate
’
s
misfortune
and
Rosamond
’
s
too
,
that
his
tenderness
towards
her
,
which
was
both
an
emotional
prompting
and
a
well
-
considered
resolve
,
was
inevitably
interrupted
by
these
outbursts
of
indignation
either
ironical
or
remonstrant
.
She
thought
them
totally
unwarranted
,
and
the
repulsion
which
this
exceptional
severity
excited
in
her
was
in
danger
of
making
the
more
persistent
tenderness
unacceptable
"
I
see
you
do
not
wish
me
to
go
,
"
she
said
,
with
chill
mildness
;
"
why
can
you
not
say
so
,
without
that
kind
of
violence
?
I
shall
stay
until
you
request
me
to
do
otherwise
.
"
Lydgate
said
no
more
,
but
went
out
on
his
rounds
.
He
felt
bruised
and
shattered
,
and
there
was
a
dark
line
under
his
eyes
which
Rosamond
had
not
seen
before
.
She
could
not
bear
to
look
at
him
.
Tertius
had
a
way
of
taking
things
which
made
them
a
great
deal
worse
for
her
.
Our
deeds
still
travel
with
us
from
afar
,
And
what
we
have
been
makes
us
what
we
are
.
"
Bulstrode
’
s
first
object
after
Lydgate
had
left
Stone
Court
was
to
examine
Raffles
’
s
pockets
,
which
he
imagined
were
sure
to
carry
signs
in
the
shape
of
hotel
-
bills
of
the
places
he
had
stopped
in
,
if
he
had
not
told
the
truth
in
saying
that
he
had
come
straight
from
Liverpool
because
he
was
ill
and
had
no
money
.
There
were
various
bills
crammed
into
his
pocketbook
,
but
none
of
a
later
date
than
Christmas
at
any
other
place
,
except
one
,
which
bore
date
that
morning
.
This
was
crumpled
up
with
a
hand
-
bill
about
a
horse
-
fair
in
one
of
his
tail
-
pockets
,
and
represented
the
cost
of
three
days
’
stay
at
an
inn
at
Bilkley
,
where
the
fair
was
held
—
a
town
at
least
forty
miles
from
Middlemarch
.
The
bill
was
heavy
,
and
since
Raffles
had
no
luggage
with
him
,
it
seemed
probable
that
he
had
left
his
portmanteau
behind
in
payment
,
in
order
to
save
money
for
his
travelling
fare
;
for
his
purse
was
empty
,
and
he
had
only
a
couple
of
sixpences
and
some
loose
pence
in
his
pockets
.
