'But the moon is beautiful.'
'Very beautiful.'
They regarded it together. Letty could not help glancing at her
companion, and as he did not turn his face she examined him for a
moment or two.
'I am going to see my friend Mr. Wyvern,' Hubert proceeded.
A few more remarks of the kind were exchanged, Letty by degrees
summoning a cold confidence; then Hubert said--
'I have here a book which belongs to Miss Waltham. She lent it to me
a year ago, and I wish to return it. Dare I ask you to put it into
her hands?'
Letty knew what the book must be. Adela had told her of it at the
time, and since had spoken of it once or twice.
'Oh, yes, I will give it her,' she replied, rather nervously again.
'Will you say that I would gladly have thanked her myself, if it had
been possible?'
'Yes, Mr. Eldon, I will say that.'
Something in Hubert's voice seemed to cause Letty to raise her eyes
again.
'You wish me to thank her?' she added; inconsequently perhaps, but
with a certain significance.
'If you will be so kind.'
Hubert wanted to say more, but found it difficult to discover the
right words. Letty, too, tried to shadow forth something that was in
her mind, but with no better success.
'If I remember,' Hubert said, pausing in his walk, 'this stile will
be my shortest way across to the Vicarage.
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