All were gone. Father, uncle, aunt!--And Harold. The
kingdoms of the Earth which lay at her feet were of no account. One
hour of the dead or departed, any of them, back again were worth them
all!
Normanstand was now too utterly lonely to be endurable; so Stephen
determined to go, for a time at any rate, to Lannoy. She was
becoming accustomed to be called 'my lady' and 'your ladyship,' and
the new loneness made her feel better prepared to take her place
amongst new surroundings.
In addition, there was another spur to her going. Leonard Everard,
knowing of her absolute loneliness, and feeling that in it was a
possibility of renewing his old status, was beginning to make himself
apparent. He had learned by experience a certain wisdom, and did not
put himself forward obtrusively. But whenever they met he looked at
her so meekly and so lovingly that it brought remembrances which came
with blushes. So, all at once, without giving time for the news to
permeate through the neighbourhood, she took her way to Lannoy with a
few servants.
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