The Works of George W. M. Reynolds — page 314: what you’re looking at

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CHAPTER XXIV THE MEETING Fou the first few days after they had thus separated, Juliana continued much troubled in her mind. Sometimes she was dull and desponding, haunted by vague suspicions, a prey to indefinite fears; at other times she was excited, impatient, and angry, thinking that she had not acted with proper spirit in forbearing from questioning her husband further relative to the man whose frequent extortions com- pelled him to visit his intendant oftener than he otherwise would have done. And now, too, she began to reflect that these repeated absences might have been very well avoided if the intendant himself came periodically across the Pyre- nean boundary to bring the requisite supplies, — which course, indeed, seemed much more natural on the part of that functionary rather than suffer his master to endanger his own safety by running after him. She wondered that this had not struck her before. Suspicion is terribly prolific; it engenders a thousand, and such was the case in the present instance. Julana began to calculate that though they lived well, and even handsomely, yet their expenditure must be wretchedly insignificant in comparison with the lordly revenues produced by her husband’s estates; that is to say, if they were of the magnitude which he had represented. The thought would steal into her head that in some way or another she had been deceived; but this was an idea too frightful to harbour willingly. She endeavoured to banish it altogether, but she could not. In her attempt to escape from it, she sought excitement in other ways. She paid a round of visits, she invited guests to the cottage, she rode out fre- quently, she took long walks. Still that idea haunted her, Yet, how could she have been deceived? Not in respect to 297 : 3 CONnNICEOOKS (EO)