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When I heard how she was using old Van Hunker's wealth--in providing
for our poor loyal folk, and especially for the clergy, pensioning
some, hospitably receiving others in her own house, and seeking
employment for others--I had to repent of all the scorn with which I
had looked on Millicent Wardour as a poor fickle creature, and now I
had to own that my brother's love had been as nearly worthy of him as
any creature could be.
Eustace would not, however, go to visit her until he had seen Dr.
Dirkius, to whom he repaired early the next day, having caused a
hackney coach to be ordered against his return, and bestowed Clement
on an English friend who could speak French well. For Eustace held
that it would be more fitting, in the sight of the world, for me to
go with him to visit Madame van Hunker.
The carriage was at the door when he came back from the physician's.
There never was anything to find fault with in his looks, and on this
day, with his light brown hair and beard freshly-trimmed and
shinning, his clear skin with the red colour in his cheek, and his
bright eyes, in their hollow caves, there was something so
transparent and sublimated in his aspect, that I thought that he
looked more like a spirit than a bridegroom. He was gave and silent
by the way, and there was something about him that withheld me from
asking what Dirkius had said to him.
Thus we reached the entrance of the great double avenue, along which,
as we presently saw, two English clergymen were walking together in
conversation, and we saw a little farther on some children at play.
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