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-- `` There 's something up with him , and danged if I know what it is . '' But these reflections he kept to himself . Dr. Knott , later that same day , made reflections of a similar nature . For though Dickie adhered valiantly to his good resolutions -- going out with the second lot of horses between ten and eleven o'clock , riding on to Banister 's farm to inspect the new barn and cowsheds in course of erection , then hurrying down to Sandyfield Street and listening to long and heated arguments regarding a right-of-way reported to exist across the meadows skirting the river just above the bridge , a right strongly denied by the present occupier . Notwithstanding these improving and public-spirited employments , the love-light grew in his eyes all through the long morning , causing his appearance to have something , if not actually angelic , yet singularly engaging , about it . For , unquestionably , next to a fortunate attachment , an unfortunate one , if honest , is among the most inspiring and grace-begetting of possessions granted to mortals . Helen must never know -- that was well understood .