U." on the corner.
Some hidden feeling in both of them, the lady and the servant, some last remnant of pity and charity, prevented their confiding openly in one another, even if Miss Gascoigne could have condescended so far.
But she knew as well as if Phillis had told, and Phillis likewise was perfectly aware she knew, that the note came from Sir Edwin Uniacke.
Poor Aunt Henrietta! She was so horrified--literally horrified, that she could bear no more.

She left no message--waited for nobody--but hurried back as fast as she could walk, through twilight, to her own cottage at Avonside..