But I could not
well send a man, as I had only Geoffrey with me."
She tried to speak, but could not; and looked so overwhelmed and
terrified that Anthony grew frightened; he saw he must be very gentle.
"Sit down," he said, drawing her to a seat beside the path at the head of
the steps: "and tell me the news."
By a great effort she regained her self-control.
"I did not know when you were coming," she said tremulously. "I was
startled."
He talked of his journey for a few minutes; and of the kindness of the
friend with whom he had been staying, and the beauty of the house and
grounds, and so on; until she seemed herself again; and the piteous
startled look had died out of her eyes: and then he forced himself to
approach his point; for the horse was waiting saddled; and he must get to
Cuckfield and back by supper if possible.
He took her hand and played with it gently as he spoke, turning over her
rings.
"Isabel," he said, "I have news to tell you. It is not bad news--at least
I think not--it is the best thing that has ever come to me yet, by the
grace of God, and so you need not be anxious or frightened. But I am
afraid you may think it bad news. It--it is about religion, Isabel."
He glanced at her, and saw that terrified look again in her face: she was
staring at him, and her hand in his began to twitch and tremble.
"Nay, nay," he said, "there is no need to look like that. I have not lost
my faith in God. Rather, I have gained it.
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