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CHAPTER THREE

"You do not love him, is that it?" she went on. "Perhaps there is someone else you love-another man?"
" NO, there is no one," Phillida answered hastily.
" Then I cannot understand you," Lizbeth said. "If there is no one else, you should be happy to marry Rodney. I like him. He will be kind to you, I am sure of that, and he loves you."
She shut her eyes for a moment. She could see Rodney's face as he watched Phillida intent on her embroidery; she saw the look in his eyes as he said good-bye to her. It was the look of a man who finds beauty a priceless treasure.
" I cannot marry him!" The words seemed to be wrung from Phillida's lips almost as if they tortured her.
" Why not?" Lizbeth asked. "You will have to marry someone."
" No! No! No!" Phillida answered ; and then suddenly she was crying again, bitter tears which seemed to shake her tempestuously.
" Oh! poor Phillida!" Lizbeth's arms went out impulsively; then Phillida's head was against her shoulder and she cradled her in her arms, rocking her as one might rock a frightened child.
" You shall not marry him if you feel like that. You must tell Father and he must explain to Rodney. I cannot believe he will force you against your will."
Still Phillida wept.
" I cannot understand your disliking him so much," Lizbeth went on; "but you will find someone you like more. I thought that you might care for Sir Richard Sutton or Master Thomas Hunter who courted you last year. They came here often enough and yet they never asked Father for your hand."
Phillida still said nothing. A sudden suspicion made Lizbeth ask:
" Phillida, did you send them away?"
" Yes." Phillida's voice was muffled but clear. "But how?" Lizbeth asked.
" I told them that I would never live with them as ... as their wife." Her voice was hardly above a whisper and yet Lizbeth heard the words.

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