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CHAPTER TWELVE

"May his soul and the souls of all the Faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace," Phillida prayed, and added: "I know you loved your brother, Lizbeth. His death must have been a great sorrow to you."
Lizbeth rose to her feet. She felt as if she could bear no further talk of Francis. It was hard enough to know the ache within herself without having other people speak of it.
" I must go and bathe," she said, "and change my clothes."
" I am thankful you are home, Lizbeth," Phillida said. "But in a way, it makes things worse-it brings nearer ..." Her voice broke. She could not bring herself to say the word `marriage'.
Lizbeth suddenly felt impatient with her half-sister's tears and shrinking. If only she herself could marry Rodney, instead of the reluctant Phillida, yearning for the cold loneliness of a convent cell !
" I must go," Lizbeth said; "Father is waiting for me."
She was free at last, running swiftly to her room to find her Nanna awaiting her ; but perhaps because she was tired and because her heart seemed to be torn in a thousand different ways, instead of greeting her with a smile, she flung her arms round the old woman and burst into tears.
" There, there, dearie," Nanna said, "'tis the excitement of coming home. And you've had a deal to put up with, I'll be bound. Not but what you deserve it-a-rushing off like that and giving us all a turn when we heard as how you'd sailed with Master Francis."
" Was everyone very surprised?" Lizbeth asked, smiling in spite of herself through her tears.
" We were all agape," Nanna answered. "Sir Harry was bellowing downstairs like a bull and Her Ladyship trying to soothe him down, and as for Mistress Phillida, she went white as a sheet when she heard you wasn't coming back. It may be that which made her take to her bed, I wouldn't be surprised. But there, she always was a deep one and you never can be sure of what she's thinking."
Lizbeth sat down in a chair and Nanna began to take off her riding-boots.
" Now, tell me all about it, dearie," she said as she worked,

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