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CHAPTER VII
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Belwick, roaring a few miles away, was but an isolated black patch on the earth's beauty, not, as he now understood it, a malignant cancer-spot, spreading day by day, corrupting, an augury of death.

In those days it had seemed fast in the order of things that Wanley Manor should be his home through life; how otherwise?
Was it not the abiding-place of the Eldons from of old?
Who had ever hinted at revolution?
He knew now that revolution had been at work from an earlier time than that; whilst he played and rambled with his brother the framework of their life was crumbling about them.

Belwick was already throwing a shadow upon Wanley.

And now behold! he stood at the old gate, rested his hands where they had been wont to rest, turned his eyes in the familiar direction; no longer a mere shadow, there was Belwick itself.
His heart was hot with outraged affection, with injured pride.

On the scarcely closed grave of that passion which had flamed through so brief a life sprang up the flower of natural tenderness, infinitely sweet and precious.


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