[Fenton’s Quest by M. E. Braddon]@TWC D-Link bookFenton’s Quest CHAPTER II 2/36
The bright home-like room, the lovely face turned so trustingly to his; these were the things which made that fair vision of the future that haunted him so often now.
He fancied himself the master of some pretty villa in the suburbs--at Kingston or Twickenham, perhaps--with a garden sloping down to the water's edge, a lawn on which he and his wife and some chosen friend might sit after dinner in the long summer evenings, sipping their claret or their tea, as the case might be, and watching the last rosy glow of the sunset fade and die upon the river.
He fancied himself with this girl for his wife, and the delight of going back from the dull dryasdust labours of his city life to a home in which she would bid him welcome.
He behaved with a due amount of caution, and did not give the young lady any reason to suspect the state of the case yet awhile.
Marian was perfectly devoid of coquetry, and had no idea that this gentleman's constant presence at the cottage could have any reference to herself.
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