书城公版THE MILL ON THE FLOSS
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But now it began to be discerned that Dr Kenn, exemplary as he had hitherto appeared, had his crotchets, - possibly his weaknesses.The masculine mind of St Ogg's smiled pleasantly, and did not wonder that Kenn liked to see a fine pair of eyes daily, or that he was inclined to take so lenient a view of the past: the feminine mind, regarded at that period as less powerful, took a more melancholy view of the case.If Dr Kenn should be beguiled into marrying that Miss Tulliver! It was not safe to be too confident even about the best of men: an apostle had fallen - and wept bitterly afterwards;and though Peter's denial was not a close precedent, his repentance was likely to be.

Maggie had not taken her daily walks to the Rectory for more than three weeks, before the dreadful possibility of her some time or other becoming the Rector's wife had been talked of so often in confidence that ladies were beginning to discuss how they should behave to her in that position.

For Dr Kenn, it had been understood, had sat in the schoolroom half and hour one morning when Miss Tulliver was giving her lessons; nay, he had sat there every morning: he had once walked home with her - he almost always walked home with her - and if not, he went to see her in the evening.What an artful creature she was! What a mother for those children! It was enough to make poor Mrs Kenn turn in her grave, that they should be put under the care of this girl only a few weeks after her death.Would he be so lost to propriety as to marry her before the year was out? The masculine mind was sarcastic, and thought not.

The Miss Guests saw an alleviation to the sorrow of witnessing a folly in their rector: at least, their brother would be safe; and their knowledge of Stephen's tenacity was a constant ground of alarm to them, lest he should come back and marry Maggie.They were not among those who disbelieved their brother's letter; but they had no confidence in Maggie's adherence to her renunciation of him; they suspected that she had shrunk rather from the elopement than from the marriage, and that she lingered in St Ogg's, relying on his return to her.They had always thought her disagreeable: they now thought her artful and proud; having quite as good grounds for that judgment as you and I probably have for many strong opinions of the same kind.Formerly they had not altogether delighted in the contemplated match with Lucy, but now their dread of a marriage between Stephen and Maggie added its momentum to their genuine pity and indignation on behalf of the gentle forsaken girl, in ****** them desire that he should return to her.As soon as Lucy was able to leave home she was to seek relief from the oppressive heat of this August by going to the coast with the Miss Guests; and it was in their plans that Stephen should be induced to join them.On the very first hint of gossip concerning Maggie and Dr Kenn, the report was conveyed in Miss Guest's letter to her brother.

Maggie had frequent tidings through her mother, or aunt Glegg, or Dr Kenn, of Lucy's gradual progress towards recovery, and her thoughts tended continually towards her uncle Deane's house: she hungered for an interview with Lucy if it were only for five minutes - to utter a word of penitence, to be assured by Lucy's own eyes and lips that she did not believe in the willing treachery of those whom she had loved and trusted.But she knew that, even if her uncle's indignation had not closed his house against her, the agitation of such an interview would have been forbidden to Lucy.