"If I find that I don't care for the country-house, the life there, I can go abroad," Margaret continued. She rose and went out.
This was not much like returning to East Angels!
"Is she thinking, do you suppose, of going to him?" asked the clergyman, in a cautious voice, when the door was closed.
"I don't know what she is thinking of. She is capable of the most mistaken ideas!" Winthrop answered.
"She is possessed of a wonderful sense of duty, if she does go; I mean, in case she is acquainted with the cause of his departure?"
"She is acquainted with everything."
Margaret came back and sat down again. "You decidedly think, then, that I cannot stay here?" she said to the clergyman.
"Do you wish to stay so very ranch?" he asked, kindly.
"Yes, I should much rather stay, much rather make no change; this is my home."
"How can you talk in that way?" said Winthrop. He had risen again, and begun to walk up and down the room; as he spoke, he stopped his walk and stood before her. "You came here against your will; you disliked the place intensely; you said so of your own accord, I heard you." "I know I have said so. Many times. Still, I should like to stay now."