She left her former seat and came near to Phineas, sitting on a sofa
close to the chair he occupied; and as she did so she pushed her hair
back from her face in a manner that he remembered well in former
days.
"I am so glad to see you," she said. "Is it not odd that he should
have gone so soon after what we were saying but the other day?"
"You thought then that he would not last long."
"Long is comparative. I did not think he would be dead within six
weeks, or I should not have been riding there. He was a burden to me,
Mr. Finn."
"I can understand that."
"And yet I shall miss him sorely. He had given all the colour to my
life which it possessed. It was not very bright, but still it was
colour."
"The house will be open to you just the same."
"I shall not go there. I shall see Lady Glencora in town, of course;
but I shall not go to Matching; and as to Gatherum Castle, I would
not spend another week there, if they would give it me. You haven't
heard of his will?"
"No;--not a word. I hope he remembered you,--to mention your name.
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