And when the professor
went home that day, his keen, pallid face was frightful to look upon.
And many were the comments made by the dispersing congregation.
From that Sunday to the following Wednesday, not one word was spoken of
Thurston Willcoxen or his lecture. But on Wednesday morning Dr. Grimshaw
entered the parlor, where Jacquelina lingered alone, gazing out of the
window, and going up to her side, astonished her beyond measure by
speaking in a calm, kind tone, and saying:
"Jacquelina, you have been too much confined to the house lately. You
are languid. You must go out more. Mr. Willcoxen lectures this evening.
Perhaps you would like to hear him. If so, I withdraw my former
prohibition, which was, perhaps, too harsh, and I beg you will follow
your own inclinations, if they lead you to go."
You should have seen Jacko's eyes and eyebrows! the former were dilated
to their utmost capacity, while the latter were elevated to their
highest altitude. The professor's eyebrows were knotted together, and
his eyes sought the ground, as he continued:
"I myself have an engagement at Leonardtown this afternoon, which will
detain me all night, and therefore shall not be able to escort you; but
Mrs.
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