"
"Have you no friends with whom you can share it?"
"I have known but one woman intimately, and she is now dead. I have
known two or three men whom I esteemed, but close friendship between a
woman and a man, unless he is her husband, as a rule is impossible."
"Do you really think so?"
"I am certain of it. I am speaking now of a friendship which would
justify a demand for sympathy with real sorrows."
They continued their walk in silence for the next two or three minutes.
"We are now near the end of the lane. I must turn and go back."
"I will go with you."
"Thank you: I should detain you: I have to make a call on business at
the White House. Good morning."
They parted.
Dr. Midleton presently met Mrs. Jenkins of Deadman's Rents, who was
going to the White House to do a day's washing. A few steps further he
met Mr. Harrop in his gig, who overtook Mrs. Fairfax. Thus it came to
pass that Deadman's Rents and the High Street knew before nightfall that
Dr. Midleton and Mrs. Fairfax had been seen on the Common that morning.
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