Many causes
of anxiety pressed heavily upon Marian. That Thurston had repented his
hasty marriage with herself she had every reason to believe.
She had confidently hoped that her explanation with Thurston would have
resulted in good--but, alas! it seemed to have had little effect. His
attentions to Miss Le Roy were still unremitted--the young lady's
partiality was too evident to all--and people already reported them to
be engaged.
And now, as Marian sat by her little wood-fire in her chamber at
Luckenough, bitter, sorrowful questions, arose in her mind. Would he
persist in his present course? No, no, it could not be! This was
probably done only to pique herself; but then it was carried too far; it
was ruining the peace of a good, confiding girl. And Jacquelina--she had
evidently mistaken Dr. Grimshaw for Thurston, and addressed to him words
arguing a familiarity very improper, to say the least of it. Could he be
trifling with poor Jacquelina, too? Jacko's words when believing herself
addressing Thurston, certainly denoted some such "foregone conclusions."
Marian resolved to see Thurston once more--once more to expostulate with
him, if happily it might have some good effect. And having formed this
resolution, she knelt and offered up her evening prayers, and retired to
bed.
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