'My niece not here, Mr. Sampson?' he said, looking about.
'Miss Niner seemed to feel a chill in the air after the sun was
down, and has gone home.'
He looked surprised, as though she were not accustomed to do
anything without him; even to originate so slight a proceeding.
'I persuaded Miss Niner,' I explained.
'Ah!' said he. 'She is easily persuaded - for her good. Thank
you, Mr. Sampson; she is better within doors. The bathing-place
was farther than I thought, to say the truth.'
'Miss Niner is very delicate,' I observed.
He shook his head and drew a deep sigh. 'Very, very, very. You
may recollect my saying so. The time that has since intervened has
not strengthened her. The gloomy shadow that fell upon her sister
so early in life seems, in my anxious eyes, to gather over her,
ever darker, ever darker. Dear Margaret, dear Margaret! But we
must hope.'
The hand-carriage was spinning away before us at a most indecorous
pace for an invalid vehicle, and was making most irregular curves
upon the sand. Mr. Slinkton, noticing it after he had put his
handkerchief to his eyes, said;
'If I may judge from appearances, your friend will be upset, Mr.
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