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 sorry I brought you here. I wonder if you really love me, after all?’

He knew that she did, and the words had no serious intent; but she was surcharged with emotion, and winced like a wounded animal. Though she tried not to shed tears she could not help showing one or two.

‘I did not mean it!’ said he, sorry. ‘You are worried at not having your things, I know. I cannot think why old Jonathan has not come with them. Why, it is seven o’clock! Ah, there he is!’

A knock had come to the door, and, there being nobody else to answer it Clare went out. He returned to the room with a small package in his hand.

‘It is not Jonathan, after all,’ he said.

‘How vexing!’ said Tess.

The packet had been brought by a special messenger, who had arrived at Talbothays from Emminster Vicarage immediately after the departure of the married couple, and had followed them hither, being under injunction to deliver it into nobody’s hands but theirs. Clare brought it to the light. It was less than a foot long, sewed