Crux?--What
is there to start at, my dear? I am afraid you are hardly strong enough
for any more surprises just yet?"
"Quite strong enough, Norah. I have something to say to you about St.
Crux--I have a surprise, on my side, for _you._"
"Will you tell it me now?"
"Not now. You shall know it when we are at the seaside; you shall know
it before I accept the kindness which has invited me to your husband's
house."
"What _can_ it be? Why not tell me at once?"
"You used often to set me the example of patience, Norah, in old times;
will you set me the example now?"
"With all my heart. Shall I return to my own story as well? Yes? Then we
will go back to it at once. I was telling you that St. Crux is George's
house, in Essex, the house he inherited from his uncle. Knowing that
Miss Garth had a curiosity to see the place, he left word (when he went
abroad after the admiral's death) that she and any friends who came
with her were to be admitted, if she happened to find herself in the
neighborhood during his absence. Miss Garth and I, and a large party of
Mr. Tyrrel's friends, found ourselves in the neighborhood not long after
George's departure.
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