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<strong>The</strong> <strong>Salamanca</strong> <strong>Corpus</strong>: <strong>Yeoman</strong> <strong>Fleetwood</strong> (<strong>1900</strong>)<br />

<strong>The</strong> appealing look, the deprecating tone, banished Simon's resentment at once. He<br />

gazed at her kindly, but without replying. Rachel dropped her eyes, and absently stroked<br />

the railing. After a moment, she proceeded:—<br />

"I don't know how it is — I always seem to say and do the wrong thing with you. I was<br />

wrong about— about Bertha; I was wrong again about the ploughing, and now I have<br />

been once more unkind and ill-mannered. Instead of jesting with you I should have<br />

thanked you."<br />

“I need no thanks," said Simon in a low voice. "I ask nothing but that you will bear my<br />

words in mind."<br />

“Well, I will promise to do that," said she reflectively; “but you must make me a<br />

promise in return."<br />

[211]<br />

"And what is that?" he cried eagerly. "Oh, madam, I swear"<br />

"You need not swear, Mr. <strong>Fleetwood</strong>. ‘Tis a very simple thing. Promise not to think too<br />

lowly of me, for I fear my recent conduct must needs have caused me to fall in your<br />

estimation. Do not deny it — your very manner betrays you."<br />

She looked up suddenly, and found his eyes bent on her with an expression which<br />

quickly made her drop her own again.<br />

“I do not think the same of you," he said gently.<br />

"I knew it — I knew you could not think so highly of me as before."<br />

"I did not say I thought less highly of you, madam; I said I thought differently."<br />

"Explain yourself, I beg."<br />

Here Rachel drew herself up and gazed at him haughtily.<br />

“At one time," said Simon, with a curious tender inflection in his voice, "I took you to<br />

be an angel, Miss Charnock, and now I know you to be a woman."<br />

His tone and manner restored Rachel's self-complacency. "Surely," she cried, with a<br />

conscious little smile, "the meaning is one and the same. You will not be so ungallant as<br />

to deny it."<br />

"No," said Simon, "the meaning is very different."

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