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We had walked on, for nearly a mile I should say before Rachel roused

herself. She suddenly looked up at me with a faint reflection of her

smile of happier times--the most irresistible smile I have ever seen on

a woman's face.

"I owe much already to your kindness," she said. "And I feel more deeply

indebted to it now than ever. If you hear any rumours of my marriage

when you get back to London contradict them at once, on my authority."

"Have you resolved to break your engagement?" I asked.

"Can you doubt it?" she returned proudly, "after what you have told me!"

"My dear Miss Rachel, you are very young--and you may find more

difficulty in withdrawing from your present position than you

anticipate. Have you no one--I mean a lady, of course--whom you could

consult?"

"No one," she answered.

It distressed me, it did indeed distress me, to hear her say that. She

was so young and so lonely--and she bore it so well! The impulse to help

her got the better of any sense of my own unfitness which I might have

felt under the circumstances; and I stated such ideas on the subject as

occurred to me on the spur of the moment, to the best of my ability. I

have advised a prodigious number of clients, and have dealt with some

exceedingly awkward difficulties, in my time. But this was the first

occasion on which I had ever found myself advising a young lady how to

obtain her release from a marriage engagement. The suggestion I

offered amounted briefly to this. I recommended her to tell Mr. Godfrey

Ablewhite--at a private interview, of course--that he had, to her

certain knowledge, betrayed the mercenary nature of the motive on

his side. She was then to add that their marriage, after what she had

discovered, was a simple impossibility--and she was to put it to him,

whether he thought it wisest to secure her silence by falling in with

her views, or to force her, by opposing them, to make the motive under

which she was acting generally known. If he attempted to defend himself,

or to deny the facts, she was, in that event, to refer him to ME.

Miss Verinder listened attentively till I had done. She then thanked me

very prettily for my advice, but informed me at the same time that it

was impossible for her to follow it.

"May I ask," I said, "what objection you see to following it?"

She hesitated--and then met me with a question on her side.

"Suppose you were asked to express your opinion of Mr. Godfrey

Ablewhite's conduct?" she began.

"Yes?"

"What would you call it?"

"I should call it the conduct of a meanly deceitful man."

"Mr. Bruff! I have believed in that man. I have promised to marry that

man. How can I tell him he is mean, how can I tell him he has deceived

me, how can I disgrace him in the eyes of the world after that? I have

degraded myself by ever thinking of him as my husband. If I say what you

tell me to say to him--I am owning that I have degraded myself to his

face. I can't do that. After what has passed between us, I can't do

that! The shame of it would be nothing to HIM. But the shame of it would

be unendurable to _me_."