Marian remained some time longer to arrange some little preparatory
matters with Mrs. Waugh, and then bade them good-by, and hastened
homeward.
But she saw Thurston walking his horse up and down the forest-path, and
impatiently waiting for her.
* * * * *
Dr. Grimshaw was very much dissatisfied; and no sooner had Marian left
the home, and left him alone with Mrs. Waugh and Jacquelina, than he
turned to the elder lady, and said, with some asperity:
"I think it would have been well, Mrs. Waugh, if you had consulted the
other members of your party before making so important an addition to
it."
"And I think it would be better, Dr. Grimshaw, if you would occupy your
valuable time and attention with affairs that fall more immediately
within your own province," said Henrietta, loftily, as she would
sometimes speak.
Dr. Grimshaw deigned no reply. He closed his mouth with a spasmodic
snap, and sat ruminating--the very picture of wretchedness. He was,
indeed, to be pitied! For no patience, no kindness, no wooing could win
from his bride one smile. That very afternoon, under the combined
goadings of exasperated self-love and poignant jealousy, Dr. Grimshaw
sought an interview with Mrs.
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