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CHAPTER THREE

"Why not when he will be my brother-in-law?" Lizbeth asked. "And do not weep for him. He will be a success. I know it as clearly as I know the sun will rise to-morrow morning. You know how I am always right about such things. I have seen it in his face-or is it some aura which lies about him? Whatever it is, I know for a certainty that he will return rich and successful, and then you can be married."
Phillida had been staring at Lizbeth as she spoke, now she gave a muffled cry and put her hands to her face.
" Married!" She whispered the word and there was an intonation of horror about it which made Lizbeth pause and look at her in surprise.
She saw then that Phillida, still on her knees, was trembling. Her night robe was thin and the room was cold.
" You will catch a chill," Lizbeth said. "Get into bed, Phillida, and then we can talk. Come on now."
She put out her arms as she spoke to help her sister, and Phillida, taking her hands from her face, allowed herself to be half-lifted into the big oak four-poster with its curtains of Chinese silk. Lizbeth tucked the sheets round her and then, pulling up the bed-spread, wrapped it round her own shoulders.
" Tell me what is the matter," she said coaxingly, taking Phillida's hand in hers.
Phillida turned her head away wearily.
" I cannot tell you," she said.
" But you must," Lizbeth answered. "There is no-one else you can talk to. Catherine would not listen; and besides, I am sure you have no wish to tell her your secrets. Tell me, Phillida. It is easier to bear a sorrow if it is shared."
" There is nothing to tell," Phillida said stubbornly.
" Then why are you crying?" Lizbeth said.
Phillida tried to take her hand away from Lizbeth's warm grasp.
" You would not understand," she said.
" Try me and see," Lizbeth replied. " 'Tis about Rodney, is it not? Can it be that you have no desire to wed him?"
She saw Phillida press her lips together and knew she had struck the right note.

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