After he was gone
he watched earnestly for the evening shadows, and when they stretched
far away across the plains, he hastened down to the cabin, and then on
to Longville, to his appointed interview with Miss Anne.
CHAPTER XXII.
THE MASTER'S DEATHBED.
When the master at last consented to leave the sight of his old dwelling
burning into blackened heaps, he seemed to care nothing where he might
be taken. He was without a home, and almost without a friend. It was not
accident merely, but the long-provoked hatred of his people, that had
driven him from the old chambers and the old roof which had sheltered
him for so many years, and where all the habits and memories of his life
centred. Miss Anne had not been long enough at Botfield to form
friendships on her own account, except among the poor and ignorant
people on her uncle's works; and she accepted most thankfully the offer
of the doctor from Longville to give them a refuge in his house. No
sooner had they arrived there than it was discovered that the master was
struck with paralysis, brought on by the shock of the fire, and all the
terrifying circumstances attending it.
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