Mr Crewes Career

第13章

“Iamnotsentimental,“hebegan。

“Youcertainlyarenot,“shesaid。

“Youhaveaway,“hereplied,withashadeofreproofinhisvoice,“youhaveawayattimesoftreatingseriousthingswithalittlelessgravitythantheydeserve。Iamstillayoungman,butIhaveseenagooddealoflife,andIknowmyselfprettywell。Itisnecessarytotreatmatrimonyfromapracticalaswellasasentimentalpointofview。Therewouldn\'tbehalftheunhappinessanddivorcesifpeopletooktimetodothis,insteadofrushingoffandgettingmarriedimmediately。Andofcourseitisespeciallyimportantforamaninmypositiontostudyeveryaspectoftheproblembeforehetakesastep。“

BythistimeadeepandabsorbinginterestinanewaspectofMr。Crewe\'scharacterhadtakenpossessionofVictoria。

“Andyoubelievethat,bytakingthought,youcangetthekindofawifeyouwant?“sheasked。

“Certainly,“hereplied;“doesthatstrikeyouasstrange?“

“Alittle,“saidVictoria。“Suppose,“sheaddedgently,“supposethatthekindofwifeyou\'dwantwouldn\'twantyou?“

Mr。Crewelaughedagain。

“Thatisacontingencywhichastrongmandoesnottakeintoconsideration,“heanswered。“Strongmengetwhattheywant。Butuponmyword,Victoria,youhaveadeliciouswayofputtingthings。InyourpresenceIquiteforgettheproblemsandperplexitieswhichbesetme。

That,“hesaid,withdelicatemeaning,“thatisanotherqualityIshoulddesireinawoman。“

“Itisone,fortunately,thatisn\'tmarketable,“shesaid,“andit\'stheonlyqualityyou\'vementionedthat\'sworthanything。“

“Awoman\'svaluation,“saidMr。Crewe。

“Ifitmadeyouforgetyourownaffairs,itwouldbepriceless。“

“Lookhere,Victoria,“criedMr。Crewe,uncrossinghisknees,“joking\'sallverywell,butIhaven\'ttimeforitto-day。AndI\'minaseriousmood。I\'vetoldyouwhatIwant,andnowthatI\'vegottogoinafewminutes,I\'llcometothepoint。Idon\'tsupposeamancouldpayawomanahighercomplimentthantosaythathisproposalwastheresultofsomeyearsofthoughtandstudy。“

HereVictorialaughedoutright,butgrewseriousagainatonce。

“Unlessheproposedtoherthedayhemether。Thatwouldbearealcompliment。“

“Theman,“saidMr。Crewe,impatiently,“wouldbeafool。“

“Orelseapersonofextremediscernment,“saidVictoria。“Andloveislenientwithfools。Bytheway,Humphrey,ithasjustoccurredtomethatthere\'sonequalitywhichsomepeoplethinknecessaryinawife,whichyoudidn\'tmention。“

“What\'sthat?“

“Love,“saidVictoria。

“Love,ofcourse,“heagreed;“Itookthatforgranted。“

“Isupposedyoudid,“saidVictoria,meekly。

“Well,now,tocometothepoint——“hebeganagain。

Butsheinterruptedhimbyglancingatthewatchonhergown,andrising。

“What\'sthematter?“heasked,withsomeannoyance。

“Thefifteenminutesareup,“sheannounced。“Icannottaketheresponsibilityofdetainingyou。“

“Wewillputintantalizingasanotherattractivequality,“helaughed。

“Iabsolveyouofallresponsibility。Sitdown。“

“Ibelieveyoumentionedobedience,“sheanswered,andsatdownagainattheendofthebench,restingherchinonherglovedhand,andlookingathim。Bythistimeherglancesseemedtohavegainedavisiblydisturbingeffect。Hemovedalittlenearertoher,tookoffhishat(whichhehadhithertoneglectedtodo),andthrusthishandsabruptlyintohispockets——asmuchastosaythathewouldnotberesponsiblefortheirmovementsiftheywerelessfree。

“Hangitall,Victoria,“heexclaimed,“I\'mapracticalman,andItrytolookatthis,whichisoneoftheseriousthingsinlife,inapracticalway。“

“Oneoftheseriousthings,“sherepeated,asthoughtoherself。

“Yes,“hesaid,“certainly。“

“Imerelyaskedtobesureoftheweightyougaveit。Goon。“

“Inapracticalway,asIwassaying。LongagoIsuspectedthatyouhadmostofthosequalities。“

“I\'moverwhelmed,Humphrey,“shecried,withhereyesdancing。“But——doyouthinkIcouldcultivatetherest?“

“Oh,well,“saidMr。Crewe,Iputitthatwaybecausenowomanisperfect,andIdislikesuperlatives。“

“Ishouldthinksuperlativeswouldbeveryhardtolivewith,“shereflected。“But——dreadfulthought!——supposeIshouldlackanessential?“

“What——forinstance?“

“Love——forinstance。Butthenyoudidnotputitfirst。ItwasIwhomentionedit,andyouwhotookitforgranted。“

“Affectionseemstobeamoresensibletermforit,“hesaid。“Affectionisthelastingandsensiblething。Youmentionedapartnership,awordthatsingularlyfitsintomynotionofmarriage。Iwanttobehonestwithyou,andunderstatemyfeelingsonthatsubject。“

Victoria,whohadbeenregardinghimwithacuriouslookthatpuzzledhim,laughedagain。

“Ihavebeenhopingyouhaven\'texaggeratedthem,“shereplied。

“They\'restrongerthanyouthink,“hedeclared。“Ineverfeltthiswayinmylifebefore。WhatImeanttosaywas,thatIneverunderstoodrunningawaywithawoman。“

“Thatdoesnotsurpriseme,“saidVictoria。

“Ishouldn\'tknowwheretorunto,“heproclaimed。

“Perhapsthewomanwould,ifyougotacleverone。Atanyrate,itwouldn\'tmatter。Oneplaceisasgoodasanother。SomegotoNiagara,andsometoConeyIsland,andotherstoVenice。Personally,Ishouldhavenoparticularpreference。“

“Nopreference!“heexclaimed。

“IcouldbehappyinCentralPark,“shedeclared。

“Fortunately,“saidMr。Crewe,“youwillneverbecalledupontomakethetrial。“

Victoriawassilent。Herthoughts,forthemoment,hadflownelsewhere,butMr。Crewedidnotappeartonoticethis。Hefellbackintotheroundedhollowofthebench,anditoccurredtohimthathehadneverquiterealizedthatprofile。Andwhatanornamentshewouldbetohistable。

“Ithink,Humphrey,“shesaid,“thatweshouldbegoingback。“

“Onemoment,andI\'llhavefinished,“hecried。“I\'venodoubtyouarepreparedforwhatIamgoingtosay。Ihavepurposelyleduptoit,inorderthattheremightbenomisunderstanding。Inshort,Ihaveneverseenanotherwomanwithpersonalcharacteristicssowellsuitedformylife,andIwantyoutomarryme,Victoria。Icanofferyouthepositionofthewifeofamanwithapubliccareer——forwhichyouaresowellfitted。“

Victoriashookherheadslowly,andsmiledathim。

“Icouldn\'tfilltheposition,“shesaid。

“Perhaps,“hereplied,smilingbackather,“perhapsIamthebestjudgeofthat。“

“Andyouthought,“sheaskedslowly,“thatIwasthatkindofawoman?“

“Iknowittobeapracticalcertainty,“saidMr。Crewe。

“Practicalcertainties,“saidVictoria,“arenotalwaystruths。IfI

shouldsignacontract,whichIsuppose,asabusinessman,youwouldwant,toliveuptotheletterofyourspecifications,——eventhenIcouldnotdoit。Ishouldmakelifeatortureforyou,Humphrey。Yousee,I

amhonestwithyou,too——muchasyourofferdazzlesme。“Andsheshookherheadagain。

“That,“exclaimedMr。Crewe,impatiently,“issheernonsense。Iwantyou,andImeantohaveyou。“

TherecamealookintohereyeswhichMr。Crewedidnotsee,becauseherfacewasturnedfromhim。

“Icouldbehappy,“shesaid,“fordaysandweeksandyearsinabutonthesideofSawanec。Icouldbehappyinafarm-housewhereIhadtodoallthework。Iamnotthemodelhousewifewhichyourimaginationdepicts,Humphrey。IcouldliveintworoomsandeatatanItalianrestaurant——withtherightman。AndIamafraidthewrongonewouldwakeuponedayanddiscoverthatIhadgone。Iamsorrytodisillusionizeyou,butIdon\'tcareafigforballsandgarden-partiesandsalons。Itwouldbemuchmorefuntorunawayfromthemtothequeerplacesoftheearth——withtherightman。AndIshouldhavetopossessoneessentialtoputupwith——greatnessandwhatyoucallapubliccareer。“

“Andwhatisthatessential?“heasked。

“Love,“saidVictoria。Heheardthewordbutfaintly,forherfacewasstillturnedawayfromhim。“You\'veofferedmethethingsthatareattainablebytakingthought,byperseverance,bypertinacity,bytheoutwittingofyourfellow-men,bythestackingofcoins。AndIwant——theunattainable,thedivinegiftwhichisbestowed,whichcannotbeacquired。Ifitcouldbeacquired,Humphrey,“sheadded,lookingathim,“Iamsureyouwouldacquireit——ifyouthoughtitworthwhile。“

“Idon\'tunderstandyou,“hesaid,——andlookedit。

“No,“saidVictoria,“Iwasafraidyouwouldn\'t。Andmoreover,youneverwould。Thereisnouseinmytryingtomakemyselfanyclearer,andyou\'llhavetokeepyourappointment。Ihesitatetocontradictyou,butIamnotthekindofwomanyouwant。ThatisonereasonIcannotmarryyou。Andtheotheris,thatIdonotloveyou。“

“Youcan\'tbeinlovewithanyoneelse?“hecried。

“Thatdoesseemratherpreposterous,I\'lladmit,“sheanswered。“ButifI

were,itwouldn\'tmakeanydifference。“

“Youwon\'tmarryme?“hesaid,gettingtohisfeet。Therewasincredulityinhisvoice,andacertainamountofbewilderment。Thethingwasindeedincredible!

“No,“saidVictoria,“Iwon\'t。“

Andhehadonlytolookintoherfacetoseethatitwasso。Hithertonildesperandumhadbeenagoodworkingmotto,butsomethingtoldhimitwasuselessinthiscase。Hethrustonhishatandpulledouthiswatch。

“Well,“hesaid,“thatsettlesit。Imust——sayIcan\'tseeyourpointofview——butthatsettlesit。Imustsay,too,thatyourrefusalissomethingofashockafterwhatIhadbeenledtoexpectafterthepastfewyears。“

“Thepersonyouareinlovewithledyoutoexpectit,Humphrey,andthatpersonis——yourself。Youareinlovetemporarilywithyourownidealofme。“

“Andyourrefusalcomesatanunfortunatetuneforme,“hecontinued,notheedingherwords,“whenIhaveanaffaironmyhandsofsuchmagnitude,whichrequiresconcentratedthought。ButI\'mnotamantocry,andI\'llmakethebestofit。“

“IfIthoughtitweremorethanatemporarydisappointment,Ishouldbesorryforyou,“saidVictoria。“IrememberthatyoufeltsomethinglikethiswhenMr。Rutterwouldn\'tsellyouhisland。Theladyyoureallywant,“sheadded,pointingwithherparasolatthehouse,“isinthere,waitingforyou。“

Mr。Crewedidnotreplytothisprophecy,butfollowedVictoriaaroundthehousetothegrouponthelawn,wherehebadehishostessasomewhatpreoccupiedfarewell,andboweddistantlytotheguests。

“Hehassomuchonhismind,“saidMrs。Pomfret。“Andoh,Iquiteforgot——Humphrey!“shecried,callingafterhim,“Humphrey!“

“Yes,“hesaid,turningbeforehereachedhisautomobile。“Whatisit?“

“AliceandIaregoingtotheconvention,youknow,andImeanttotellyouthattherewouldbetenintheparty——butIdidn\'thaveachance。“

HereMrs。PomfretglancedatVictoria,whohadbeenjoinedatoncebythetallEnglishman。Canyougetticketsforten?“

Mr。Crewemadeamemorandum。

“Yes,“hesaid,I\'llgetthetickets——butIdon\'tseewhatyouwanttogofor。“

CHAPTERXXV

MOREADVENTURER

Victoriahadnot,ofcourse,confidedinBeatriceChillinghamwhathadoccurredinthegarden,althoughthatladyhadexhibitedtheliveliestinterest,andhadhadhersuspicions。AfterMr。Crewe\'sdepartureMr。

Rangely,thetallyoungEnglishman,hadrenewedhisattentionsassiduously,althoughduringtheintervalinthegardenhehadfoundMissChillinghamapersonofdiscernment。

“She\'snotgoingtomarrythatchap,isshe,MissChillingham?“hehadasked。

“No,“saidBeatrice;“youhavemywordforit,sheisn\'t。“

Asshewasleaving,Mrs。PomfrethadtakenVictoria\'shandanddrawnheraside,andlookedintoherfacewithameaningsmile。

“Mydear!“sheexclaimed,“heparticularlyaskedthatyoubeinvited。“

“Who?“saidVictoria。

“Humphrey。Hestipulatedthatyoushouldbehere。“

“ThenI\'mverymuchobligedtohim,“saidVictoria,“forI\'veenjoyedmyselfimmensely。IlikeyourEnglishmansomuch。“

“Doyou?“saidMrs。Pomfret,searchingVictoria\'sface,whileherownbrightened。“He\'sheirtooneofthereallygoodtitles,andhehasanincomeofhisown。Icouldn\'tputhimuphere,inthistinybox,becauseIhaveMrs。Fronde。Wearegoingtotakehimtotheconvention——andifyou\'dcaretogo,Victoria——?“

Victorialaughed。

“Itisn\'tasseriousasthat,“shesaid。“AndI\'mafraidIcan\'tgototheconvention——Ihavesomethingstodointheneighbourhood。“

Mrs。Pomfretlookedwise。

“He\'samostattractiveman,withthebestprospects。Itwouldbeasplendidmatchforyou,Victoria。“

“Mrs。Pomfret,“repliedVictoria,waveringbetweenamusementandadesiretobeserious,“Ihaven\'ttheslightestintentionofmakingwhatyoucalla\'match。\'“Andtherewasinherwordsaringoftruthnottobemistaken。

Mrs。Pomfretkissedher。

“Onenevercantellwhatmayhappen,“shesaid。“Thinkofhim,Victoria。

Andyourdearmother——perhapsyouwillknowsomedaywhattheresponsibilityisofseeingadaughterwellplacedinlife。“

Victoriacoloured,andwithdrewherhand。

“Ifearthattimeisalongwayoff,Mrs。Pomfret,“shereplied。

“IthinksomuchofVictoria,“Mrs。Pomfretdeclaredamomentlatertoherguest;“she\'slikemyowndaughter。Butattimesshe\'ssohopelesslyunconventional。Why,IbelieveRangely\'sactuallygoinghomewithher。“

“HeaskedhertodrophimattheInn,“saidMrs。Fronde。“He\'sheadoverheelsinlovealready。“

“ItwouldbesucharelieftodearRose,“sighedMrs。Pomfret。

“Ilikethegirl,“repliedMrs。Fronde,dryly。“Shehasindividuality,andknowsherownmind。Whoevershemarrieswillhavesomethingtohim。“

“Idevoutlyhopeso!“saidMrs。Pomfret。

ItwasquitetruethatMr。ArthurRangelyhadaskedVictoriatodrophimattheInn。Butwhentheyreachedithemadeanotherrequest。

“DoyoumindifIgoabitfarther,MissFlint?“hesuggested。“I\'dratherlikethewalkback。“

Victorialaughed。

“Docome,“shesaid。

Headmiredthecountry,buthelookedatVictoria,andaskedahundredexceedinglyfrankquestionsaboutLeith,aboutMrs。Pomfret,whomhehadmetathisuncle\'sseatinDevonshire,andaboutMr。Creweandtherailroadsinpolitics。ManyoftheseVictoriaparried,andshecamerapidlytotheconclusionthatMr。ArthurRangelywasamoreastutepersonthan——toacasualobserverhewouldseem。

Heshowednoinclinationtofixthelimitsofhiswalk,andmadenoprotestasshedroveunderthestonearchwayattheentranceofFairview。

Victoriawasamusedandinterested,andshedecidedthatshelikedMr。

Rangely。

“Willyoucomeupfortea?“sheasked。“I\'llsendyouhome。“

Heacceptedwithalacrity。Theyhadreachedthefirstturnwhentheirattentionwascaughtbythesightofabuggyaheadofthem,andfacingtowardsthem。Thehorse,withthereinshanginglooselyovertheshafts,hadstrayedtothesideofthedrivewayandwascontentedlyeatingtheshrubberythatlinedit。Insidethevehicle,hunchedupinthecorneroftheseat,wasamanwhopresentedanappearanceofhelplessnesswhichstruckthembothwithasoberingeffect。

“Isthefellowdrunk?“saidMr。Rangely。

Victoria\'sanswerwasalittlecrywhichstartledhim,anddrewhislooktoher。Shehadtouchedherhorsewiththewhip,andhereyeshadwidenedinrealalarm。

“It\'sHilaryVane!“sheexclaimed。“I——Iwonderwhatcanhavehappened!“

ShehandedthereinstoMr。Rangely,andsprangoutandflewtoHilary\'sside。

“Mr。Vane!“shecried。“What\'sthematter?Areyouill?“

Shehadneverseenhimlookso。Toherhehadalwaysbeenasoneonwhompitywouldbewasted,asonewholongagohadestablishedhiscreditwiththeuniversetohisownsatisfaction。Butnow,suddenly,intensepitywelledupwithinher,andeveninthatmomentshewonderedifitcouldbebecausehewasAusten\'sfather。Hishandswereathissides,hisheadwasfallenforwardalittle,andhisfacewaswhite。Buthiseyesfrightenedhermost;insteadoftheold,semi-defiantexpressionwhichsherememberedfromchildhood,theyhadinthemadumbsufferingthatwenttoherheart。Helookedather,triedtostraightenup,andfellbackagain。

“N——nothing\'sthematter,“hesaid,“nothing。Alittlespell。I\'llbeallrightinamoment。“

Victoriadidnotloseaninstant,butclimbedintothebuggyathissideandgatheredupthereins,anddrewthefallenlap-robeoverhisknees。

“I\'mgoingtotakeyoubacktoFairview,“shesaid。“Andwe\'lltelephoneforadoctor。“

Butshehadunderratedtheamountofwillleftinhim。Hedidnotmove,thoughindeedifhehadseizedthereinsfromherhands,hecouldhavegivenhernogreatereffectofsurprise。Lifecamebackintotheeyesatthesummons,anddominanceintothevoice,althoughhebreathedheavily。

“No,you\'renot,“hesaid;“no,you\'renot。I\'mgoingtoRipton——doyouunderstand?I\'llbeallrightinaminute,andI\'lltakethelines。“

Victoria,whenshegotoverherastonishmentatthis,reflectedquickly。

Sheglancedathim,andthelightofhisexpressionwasalreadyfading。

TherewassomereasonwhyhedidnotwishtogobacktoFairview,andcommonsensetoldherthatagitationwasnotgoodforhim;besides,theywouldhavetotelephonetoRiptonforaphysician,anditwasquickertodrivethere。Quickertodriveinherownrunabout,didshedaretotrytomovehimintoit。Shemadeuphermind。

“Pleasefollowonbehindwiththattrap,“shecalledouttoRangely;“I\'mgoingtoRipton。“

Henoddedunderstandingly,admiringly,andVictoriastartedHilary\'shorseoutofthebushestowardstheentranceway。Fromtimetotimeshelethereyesrestuponhimanxiously。

“Areyoucomfortable?“sheasked。

“Yes,“hesaid,“yes。I\'mallright。I\'llbeabletodriveinaminute。“

Buttheminutespassed,andhemadenoattempttotakethereins。

Victoriahaddrawnthewhalebonewhipfromitssocket,andwasurgingonthehorseasfastashumanitywouldpermit;andthewhileshewasawarethatHilary\'slookwasfixeduponher——infact,neverlefther。Onceortwice,inspiteofheranxietytogethimhome,Victoriablushedfaintly,asshewonderedwhathewasthinkingabout。

Andallthewhilesheaskedherselfwhatitwasthathadbroughthimtothiscondition。Victoriaknewsufficientoflifeandhadvisitedhospitalsenoughtounderstandthatmentalcausesweregenerallyresponsibleforsuchbreakdowns——Hilaryhadhadashock。Sherememberedhowinherchildhoodhehadbeentheobjectofherparticularanimosity;

howsheusedtoputouthertongueathim,andimitatehismanner,andhowhehadnevermadetheslightestattempttoconciliateher;mostpeopleofthissortaresensitivetotheinstinctsofchildren;butHilaryhadnotbeen。Sheremembered——howlongagoitseemednow!——thedayshehadgivenhim,indeviltry,theclippingaboutAustenshootingMr。Blodgett。

TheHilaryVanewhosatbesideherto-daywasnotthesameman。Itwasunaccountable,buthewasnot。NorcouldthischangedestimateofhimbeattributedtoherregardforAusten,forsherecalledadayonlyafewmonthssince——inJune——whenhehadcomeuptoFairviewandshewasstandingonthelawn,andshehadlookedathimwithoutrecognition;shehadnot,then,beenabletobringherselftobowtohim;toherchildhooddistastehadbeenaddedthedeeperresentmentofAusten\'swrongs。HerearlyinstinctsaboutHilaryhadbeenvindicated,forhehadtreatedhissonabominablyanddrivenAustenfromhismother\'shome。TomisunderstandandmaltreatAustenVane,ofallpeopleAusten,whoseconsiderationforhisfatherhadbeenwhatithad!CoulditbethatHilaryfeltremorse?CoulditbethathelovedAusteninsomepeculiarmannerallhisown?

Victoriaknewnow——sostrangely——thatthemanbesideherwascapableoflove,andshehadneverfeltthatwayaboutHilaryVane。Andhermindwasconfused,andherheartwastroubledandwrung。Insightflasheduponheroftheterriblelonelinessofalifesurroundedbyoutstretched,lovingarmstowhichonecouldnotfly;scenesfromafamousclassicshehadreadwithafavouriteteacheratschoolcametoher,andsheknewthatshewasthewitnessofaretribution,ofasufferingbeyondconceptionofasoulpreparedforsuffering,——notphysicalsuffering,butofthattorturewhichisthemeaningofhell。

However,therewasphysicalsuffering。Itcameandwent,andatsuchmomentsshesawthetracesofitinthetighteningofhislips,andlongedwithwomanlyintuitiontoalleviateit。Shehadnotspoken——

althoughshecouldhavecriedaloud;sheknewnotwhattosay。Andthensuddenlyshereachedoutandtouchedhishand。Norcouldshehaveaccountedfortheaction。

“Areyouinmuchpain?“sheasked。

Shefelthimtremble。

“No,“hesaid;“it\'sonlyaspell——I\'vehad\'embefore。I——Icandriveinafewminutes。“

“Anddoyouthink,“sheasked,“thatIwouldallowyoutogotherestofthewayalone?“

“IguessIoughttothankyouforcomin\'withme,“hesaid。

Victorialookedathimandsmiled。AnditwasanilluminatingsmileforheraswellasforHilary。Suddenly,bythatstrangepowerofsympathywhichtheunselfishpossess,sheunderstoodtheman,understoodAusten\'spatiencewithhimandaffectionforhim。Suddenlyshehadpiercedthehardlayersoftheoutershell,andhadheardtheimprisonedspiritcryingwithasmallpersistentvoice,——aspiritstifledformanyyearsandstarved——andyetitlivedandstruggledstill。

Yes,andthatspirititselfmusthavefeltherownreachingouttoit——

whocan,say?Andhowitmusthavestrivenagainforutterance“Itwasgoodofyoutocome,“hesaid。

“Itwasonlycommonhumanity,“sheanswered,touchingthehorse。

“Commonhumanity,“herepeated。“You\'dhavedoneitforanybodyalongtheroad,wouldyou?“

Atthisremark,socharacteristicofHilary,Victoria,hesitated。Sheunderstooditnow。Andyetshehesitatedtogivehimananswerthatwashypocritical。

“Ihaveknownyouallmylife,Mr。Vane,andyouareaveryoldfriendofmyfather\'s。“

“Old,“herepeated,“yes,that\'sit。I\'mreadyforthescrap-heap——

betterhaveletmelie,Victoria。“

Victoriastarted。Anewsurmisehadoccurredtoheruponwhichshedidnotliketodwell。

“Youhaveworkedtoohard,Mr。Vane——youneedarest。AndIhavebeentellingfatherthat,too。Youbothneedarest。“

Heshookhishead。

“I\'llnevergetit,“hesaid。“Stoppingworkwon\'tgiveittome。“

Sheponderedonthesewordsassheguidedthehorseoveracrossing。AndallthatAustenhadsaidtoher,allthatshehadbeenthinkingofforayearpast,helpedhertograsptheirmeaning。Butshewonderedstillmoreatthecommunionwhich,allatonce,hadbeenestablishedbetweenHilaryVaneandherself,andwhyhewassayingthesethingstoher。Itwasallsounrealandinexplicable。

“Icanimaginethatpeoplewhohaveworkedhardalltheirlivesmustfeelthatway,“sheanswered,thoughhervoicewasnotassteadyasshecouldhavewished。“You——youhavesomuchtolivefor。“

Hercolourrose。ShewasthinkingofAusten——andsheknewthatHilaryVaneknewthatshewasthinkingofAusten。Moreover,shehadsuddenlygraspedthefactthatthegentlebutpersistentlystronginfluenceoftheson\'scharacterhadbroughtaboutthechangeinthefather。HilaryVane\'slipsclosedagain,asinpain,andshedivinedthereason。

VictoriaknewthehouseinHanoverStreet,withitsclassicporch,withitscertainairofdistinctionandstability,andlongbeforeshehadknownitastheAustenresidencesherememberedwonderingwholivedinit。Thehousehadindividuality,and(lookedatfromthefront)almostperfectproportions;consciously——itbespokethegentilityofitsbuilders。NowshedrewupbeforeitandcalledtoMr。Rangely,whowasabreast,totiehishorseandringthebell。Hilarywasalreadyfeelingwithhisfootforthestepofthebuggy。

“I\'mallright,“heinsisted;“Icanmanagenow,“butVictoriaseizedhisarmwithafirm,detaininghand。

“Pleasewait,——Mr。Vane,“shepleaded。

Butthefeelingofshameathishelplessnesswasstrong。

“It\'sovernow。I——Icanwalk。I\'mmuchobligedtoyou,Victoria——muchobliged。“

FortunatelyHilary\'shorseshowednoinclinationtogoanyfarther——eventothestable。AndVictoriaheldontohisarm。Heceasedtoprotest,andMr。RangelyquicklytiedtheotherhorseandcametoVictoria\'said。

SupportedbytheyoungEnglishman,Hilaryclimbedthestonestepsandreachedtheporch,declaringallthewhilethatheneedednoassistance,andcouldwalkalone。Victoriarangthebell,andafteranintervalthedoorwasopenedbyEuphrasiaCotton。

Euphrasiastooduprightwithherhandontheknob,andhereyesflashedoverthegroupandrestedfixedlyonthedaughterofMr。Flint。

“Mr。Vanewasnotverywell,“Victoriaexplained,“andwecamehomewithhim。“

“I\'mallright,“saidHilary,oncemore,andtoproveithestepped——notverysteadily——acrossthethresholdintothehall,andsatdownonachairwhichhadhaditsplaceatthefootofthestairsfromtimeimmemorial。Euphrasiastoodstill。

“Ithink,“saidVictoria,“thatMr。Vanehadbetterseeadoctor。Haveyouatelephone?“

“No,wehaven\'t,“saidEuphrasia。

VictoriaturnedtoMr。Rangely,whohadbeenadeeplyinterestedspectatortothisscene。

“Alittlewaydownthestreet,ontheotherside,Dr。Tredwaylives。Youwillseehissign。“

“Andifheisn\'tin,gotothehospital。It\'sonlyafewdoorsfartheron。“

“I\'llwait,“saidVictoria,simply,whenhehadgone;“myfatherwillwishtoknowaboutMr。Vane。“

“Holdon,“saidHilary,“Ihaven\'tanyuseforadoctor——Iwon\'tseeone。

Iknowwhatthetroubleis,andI\'mallright。“

Victoriabecameaware——forthefirsttimethatHilaryVane\'shousekeeperhadnotmoved;thatEuphrasiaCottonwasstillstaringatherinamostdisconcertingmanner,andwaspayingnoattentionwhatevertoHilary。

“Comeinandsetdown,“shesaid;andseeingVictoriaglanceatHilary\'shorse,sheadded,“Oh,he\'llstandtheretilldoomsday。“

Victoria,thinkingthatthesituationwouldbelessawkward,acceptedtheinvitation,andEuphrasiashutthedoor。Thehall,owingtothefactthattheshuttersofthewindowsbythestairswerealwaysclosed,wasinsemidarkness。Victorialongedtoletinthelight,totakethisstrange,dried-uphousekeeperandshakeherintosomesemblanceofnaturalfeeling。AndthiswasAusten\'shome!Itwastothishouse,madegloomybythesepeople,thathehadreturnedeverynight!Infinitelydepressed,shefeltthatshemusttakesomeaction,orcryaloud。

“Mr。Vane,“shesaid,layingahanduponhisshoulder,“Ithinkyouought,atleast,toliedownforalittlewhile。Isn\'tthereasofain——

intheparlour?“sheaskedEuphrasia。

“Youcan\'tgethimtodoanything,“Euphrasiareplied,withdecision;

“he\'lldiesomedayforwantofalittlecommonsense。Ishouldn\'twonderifhewastookonsoon。“

“Oh!“criedVictoria。Shecouldthinkofnowordstoanswerthisremark。

“Itwouldn\'tsurpriseme,“Euphrasiacontinued。“Hefelldownthestairsherenotlongago,andwentrightonabouthisbusiness。He\'sneverpaidanyattentiontoanybody,andIguessit\'samitelatetoexpecthimtobeginnow。Won\'tyousetdown?“

Therewasanotherchairagainstthelowwainscoting,andVictoriadrewitoverbesideHilaryandsatdowninit。Hedidnotseemtonoticetheaction,andEuphrasiacontinuedtostand。Standingseemedtobethenaturalpostureofthisremarkablewoman,Victoriathought——apostureofvigilance,ofdefiance。AclockofoneoftheAustengrandfathersstoodobscurelyatthebackofthehall,andthemeasuredswingofitspendulumwasallthatbrokethesilence。ThiswasAusten\'shome。Itseemedimpossibleforhertorealizethathecouldbetheproductofthisenvironment——untilaportraitontheoppositewall,abovethestairs,cameoutofthegloomandcaughthereyeliketheglowoflight。Atfirst,becomingawareofitwithastart,shethoughtitalikenessofAustenhimself。Thenshesawthatthehairwaslonger,andmorewavythanhis,andfelldownalittleoverthevelvetcollarofacoatwithawidelapelandbrassbuttons,andthattheoriginalofthisportraithadwornastock。ThefacehadnotquitethestrengthofAusten\'s,shethought,butawondroussweetnessandintellectshonefromit,likeanexpressionshehadseenonhisface。Thechinrestedonthehand,anintellectualhand,——andtheportraitbroughttohermindthatofayoungEnglishstatesmanshehadseenintheNationalGalleryinLondon。

“That\'sChanningAusten,——hewasministertoSpain。“

Victoriastarted。ItwasEuphrasiawhowasspeaking,andunmistakablepridewasinhervoice。

FortunatelyforVictoria,whowouldnotintheleasthaveknownwhattoreply,stepswereheardontheporch,andEuphrasiaopenedthedoor。Mr。

Rangelyhadreturned。

“Here\'sthedoctor,MissFlint,“hesaid,“andI\'llwaitforyououtside。“

VictoriaroseasyoungDr。Tredwaycameforward。Theywereoldfriends,andthedoctor,itmayberecalled,hadbeenchieflyresponsibleforthepreservationofthelifeofMr。ZebulunMeader。

“Ihavesentforyou,Doctor,“shesaid,“againstinstructionsandonmyownresponsibility。Mr。Vaneisill,althoughherefusestoadmitit。“

Dr。TredwayhadarespectforVictoriaandheropinions,andheknewHilary。Heopenedthedooralittlewider,andlookedcriticallyatMr。

Vane。

“It\'snothingbutaspell,“Hilaryinsisted。“I\'vehad\'embefore。I

supposeit\'snaturalthattheyshouldscarethewomen-folkssome。“

“Whatkindofaspellwasit,Mr。Vane?“askedthedoctor。

“Itisn\'tworthtalkingabout,“saidHilary。“Youmightaswellpickupthatcaseofyoursandgohomeagain。I\'mgoingdowntothesquareinalittlewhile。“

“Yousee,“Euphrasiaputin,“he\'smadeuphismindtokillhimself。“

“Perhaps,“saidthedoctor,smilingalittle,“Mr。Vanewouldn\'tobjecttoMissFlinttellingmewhathappened。“

Victoriaglancedatthedoctorandhesitated。HersympathyforHilary,hernewunderstandingofhim,urgedheron——andyetneverinherlifehadshebeenmadetofeelsodistinctlyanintruder。Herewasthedoctor,withhiscase;herewasthisextraordinaryhousekeeper,apparentlyreadytoletHilarywalktothesquare,ifhewished,andtoshutthedoorontheirbacks;andherewasHilaryhimself,whothreatenedatanymomenttomakehiswordgoodanddepartfromtheirmidst。OnlythefactthatshewasconvincedthatHilarywasinrealdangermadeherrelate,inafewbriefwords,whathadoccurred,andwhenshehadfinishedMr。Vanemadenocommentwhatever。

Dr。TredwayturnedtoHilary。

“Iamgoingtotakeameanadvantageofyou,Mr。Vane,“hesaid,“andsithereawhileandtalktoyon。Wouldyouobjecttowaitingalittlewhile,MissFlint?Ihavesomethingtosaytoyou,“headdedsignificantly,“andthismeetingwillsavemeatriptoFairview。“

“CertainlyI\'llwait,“shesaid。

“Youcancomealongwithme,“saidEuphrasia,“ifyou\'veanotionto。“

Victoriawasoftwomindswhethertoacceptthisinvitation。Shehadanintensedesiretogetoutside,butthiswascounter-balancedbyasuddencuriositytoseemoreofthisstrangewomanwholovedbutonepersonintheworld。TomGaylordhadtoldVictoriathat。ShefollowedEuphrasiatothebackofthehall。

“There\'stheparlour,“saidEuphrasia;“it\'sneverbe\'nusedsinceMrs。

Vanedied,——butthereitis。“

“Oh,“saidVictoria,withaglanceintotheshadowydepthsoftheroom,“pleasedon\'topenitforme。Can\'twego,“sheadded,withaninspiration,“can\'twegointo——thekitchen?“SheknewitwasEuphrasia\'splace。

“Well,“saidEuphrasia,“Ishouldn\'thavethoughtyou\'dcaremuchaboutkitchens。“Andsheledthewayonward;throughthelittlepassage,totheroomwhereshehadspentmostofherdays。Itwasfloodedwithlevel,yellowraysoflightthatseemedtobesearchingthecornersinvainfordust。Victoriapausedinthedoorway。

“I\'mafraidyoudomeaninjustice,“shesaid。“Ilikesomekitchens。“

“Youdon\'tlookasifyouknewmuchabout\'em,“wasEuphrasia\'sanswer。

WithVictoriaonceagaininthelight,Euphrasiascrutinizedherwithappallingfrankness,takingineverydetailofhercostumeandatlengthraisinghereyestothegirl\'sface。Victoriacoloured。Onhervisitsaboutthecountry-sideshehadmetwomenofEuphrasia\'stypebefore,andhadlongagoceasedtobedismayedbytheirmanner。ButherinstinctdetectedinEuphrasiaahostilityforwhichshecouldnotaccount。

Inthatsimplebutexquisitegownwhichsosubtlysuitedher,thecreationofwhichhadarousedtheartistinacelebratedParisiandressmaker,Victoriawas,indeed,astrangevisitantinthatkitchen。

Shetookaseatbythewindow,andaninvoluntaryexclamationofpleasureescapedherashereyesfelluponthelittle,old-fashionedflowergardenbeneathit。TheactandtheexclamationforthemomentdisarmedEuphrasia。

“TheywereSarahAusten\'s——Mrs。Vane\'s,“sheexplained,“justassheplantedthemtheyearshedied。I\'vealwayskept\'emjustso。“

“Mrs。Vanemusthavelovedflowers,“saidVictoria。

“Loved\'em!Theywereeverythingtoher——andthewildflowers,too。Sheusedtowanderoffandspendwholedaysinthecountry,andcomebackaftersunsetwithherarmsfull。“

“Itwasnaturesheloved,“saidVictoria,inalowvoice。

“Thatwasit——nature,“saidEuphrasia。“Shelovedallnature。Therewasn\'taliving,creepingthingthatwasn\'therfriend。I\'veseenbirdseatoutofherhandinthatwindowwhereyou\'resettin\',andshe\'dsaytome,\'Phrasie,keepstill!They\'dloveyou,too,iftheyonlyknewyou,butthey\'reafraidyou\'llscrub\'emifyougetholdofthem,thewayyouusedtoscrubme。\'“

Victoriasmiled——butitwasasmilethathadtearsinit。EuphrasiaCottonwasstandingintheshaftofsunlightattheotherwindow,staringatthelittlegarden。

“Yes,sheusedtosayfunnythingslikethat,tomakeyoulaughwhenyouwereallreadytocry。Therewasn\'tmanyfolksunderstoodher。Shekneweverypathandhilltopwithinmilesofhere,andeverybrookandspring,andsheusedtotalkaboutthatmountainjustasifitwasalive。“

Victoriacaughtherbreath。

“Yes,“continuedEuphrasia,“themountainwasaliveforher。\'He\'sangryto-day,Phrasie。That\'sbecause,youlostyourtemperandscoldedHilary。\'It\'saqueerthing,buttherehavebeenhundredsoftimessincewhenheneededscoldin\'bad,andI\'velookedatthemountainandheldmytongue。ItwasjustasifIsawherwiththathalf-whimsical,half-

reproachfulexpressioninhereyes,holdingupherfingeratme。Andtherewereothermorningswhenshe\'dsay,\'Themountain\'slonesometoday,hewantsme。\'AndIvow,I\'dlookatthemountainanditwouldseemlonesome。Thatsoundslikenonsense,don\'tit?“Euphrasiademanded,withasuddensharpness。

“No,“saidVictoria,“itseemsveryrealtome。“

Thesimplicity,theveryringoftruth,andabovealltheabsolutelackofself-consciousnessinthegirl\'sanswersustainedthespell。

“She\'dgowhenthemountaincalledher,itdidn\'tmakeanydifferencewhetheritwasraining——rainneverappearedtodoheranyhurt。Nothin\'

naturaleverdidheranyhurt。Whenshewasalittlechildflittin\'

aboutlikeawildcreature,andshe\'dcomeindrenchedtotheskin,itwasallIcoulddotocatchherandchangeherclothes。She\'dlaughatme。\'We\'remeanttobewetonceinawhile,Phrasie,\'she\'dsay;\'that\'swhattherain\'sfor,towetus。Itwashessomeofthewickednessoutofus。\'Itwastheunnaturalthingsthathurther——theunkindwordsandmakin\'heractagainsthernature。\'Phrasie,\'shesaidonce,\'Ican\'tprayinthemeeting-housewithmyeyesshut——Ican\'t,Ican\'t。Iseemtoknowwhatthey\'reallwishingforwhentheypray,——formoreriches,andmorecomfort,andmoresecurity,andmoreimportance。AndGodissuchalongwayoff。Ican\'tfeelHim,andthepewhurtsmyback。\'Sheusedtoreadmesome,outofabookofpoetry,andoneverseIgotbyheart——I

guessherprayerswerelikethat。“

“Doyou——remembertheverse?“askedVictoria。

Euphrasiawenttoalittleshelfinthecornerofthekitchenandproducedabook,which,sheopenedandhandedtoVictoria。

“There\'stheverse!“shesaid;“readitaloud。Iguessyou\'rebetteratthatthanIam。“

AndVictoriaread:——

“HigherstillandhigherFromtheearththouspringestLikeacloudoffire;

Thebluedeepthouwingest,Andsingingstilldostsoar,andsoaringeversingest。“

Victorialetfallthevolumeonherlap。

“There\'sanotherverseinthatbooksheliked,“saidEuphrasia,“butitalwayswassadtome。“

Victoriatookthebook,andreadagain:——

“Wearywind,whowanderestLiketheworld\'srejectedguest,HastthoustillsomesecretnestOnthetreeorbillow?“

Euphrasialaidthevolumetenderlyontheshelf,andturnedandfacedVictoria。

“Shewasunhappylikethatbeforeshedied,“sheexclaimed,andadded,withaflingofherheadtowardsthefrontofthehouse,“hekilledher。“

“Oh,no!“criedVictoria,involuntarilyrisingtoherfeet。“Oh,no!

I\'msurehedidn\'tmeanto。Hedidn\'tunderstandher!“

“Hekilledher,“Euphrasiarepeated。“Whydidn\'theunderstandher?Shewasjustassimpleasachild,andjustastrusting,andjustasloving。

Hemadeherunhappy,andnowhe\'sdrivenhersonoutofherhouse,andmadehimunhappy。He\'sallofherIhaveleft,andIwon\'tseehimunhappy。“

Victoriasummonedhercourage。

“Don\'tyouthink,“sheaskedbravely,“thatMr。AustenVaneoughttobetoldthathisfatheris——inthiscondition?“

“No,“saidEuphrasia,determinedly。“Hilarywillhavetosendforhim。

Thistimeit\'llbeAusten\'svictory。“

“Buthasn\'thehad——avictory?“Victoriapersistedearnestly。“Isn\'tthis——victoryenough?“

“Whatdoyoumean?“Euphrasiacriedsharply。

“Imean,“sheanswered,inalowvoice,“ImeanthatMr。Vane\'ssonisresponsibleforhisconditionto-day。Oh——notconsciouslyso。Butthecauseofthistroubleismental——can\'tyouseeit?Thecauseofthistroubleisremorse。Can\'tyouseethatithaseatenintohissoul?Doyouwishagreatervictorythanthis,orasadderone?HilaryVanewillnotaskforhisson——becausehecannot。Hehasnomorepowertosendthatmessagethanamanshipwreckedonanisland。Hecanonlygivesignalsofdistress——thatsomemayheed。WouldShehavewaitedforsuchavictoryasyoudemand?AnddoesAustenVanedesireit?Don\'tyouthinkthathewouldcometohisfatherifheknew?Andhaveyouanyrighttokeepthenewsfromhim?Haveyouanyrighttodecidewhattheirvengeanceshallbe?“

Euphrasiahadstoodmuteasshelistenedtothesewordswhichshehadsolittleexpected,buthereyesflashedandherbreathcamequickly。Neverhadshebeensospokento!NeverhadanylivingsoulcomebetweenherandhercherishedobjectthebreakingoftheheartofHilaryVane!Nor,indeed,hadthatobjecteverbeensoplainlysetforthasVictoriahadsetitforth。AndthiswomanwhodaredtodothishadherselfbroughtunhappinesstoAusten。Euphrasiahadalmostforgottenthat,suchhadbeenthestrangeharmonyoftheircommunion。

“HaveyoutherighttotellAusten?“shedemanded。

“HaveI?“Victoriarepeated。Andthen,asthefullmeaningofthequestioncametoher;thecolourfloodedintoherface,andshewouldhavefled,ifshecould,budEuphrasia\'swordscameinatorrent。

“You\'vemadehimunhappy,aswellasHilary。Helovesyou——buthewouldn\'tspeakofittoyou。Oh,no,hedidn\'ttellmewhoitwas,butI

neverrestedtillIfoundout。Heneverwouldhavetoldmeaboutitatall,oranybodyelse,butthatIguessedit。Isawhewasunhappy,andI

calculateditwasn\'tHilaryalonemadehimso。Onenighthecameinhere,andIknewallatonce——somehow——therewasawomantoblame,andI

askedhim,andhecouldn\'tlietome。Hesaiditwasn\'tanybody\'sfaultbuthisown——hewouldn\'tsayanymorethanthat,exceptthathehadn\'tspokentoher。Ialwaysexpectedthetimewascomingwhentherewouldbe——awoman。AndIneverthoughtthewomanlivedthathe\'dlovewhowouldn\'tlovehim。Ican\'tseehowanywomancouldhelplovin\'him。

“AndthenIfoundoutitwasthatrailroad。ItcamebetweenSarahAustenandherhappiness,andnowit\'scomebetweenAustenandhis。Perhapsyoudon\'tlovehim!“criedEuphrasia。“Perhapsyou\'retoorichandhighandmighty。Perhapsyou\'rea-goingtomarrythatfineyoungmanwhocamewithyouinthebuggy。SinceIheardwhoyouwas,Ihaven\'thadahappyhour。Letmetellyouthere\'snobetterbloodinthelandthantheAustenblood。Iwon\'tmentiontheVanes。Ifyou\'veledhimon,ifyou\'vedeceivedhim,IhopeyoumaybeunhappyasSarahAustenwas——“

“Don\'t!“pleadedVictoria;“don\'t!Pleasedon\'t!“andsheseizedEuphrasiabythearms,asthoughseekingbyphysicalforcetostoptheintolerableflowofwords。“Oh,youdon\'tknowme;youcan\'tunderstandmeifyousaythat。Howcanyoubesocruel?“

Inanothermomentshehadgone,leavingEuphrasiastandinginthemiddleofthefloor,staringafterherthroughthedoorway。

CHAPTERXXVI

THEFOCUSOFWRATH

Victoria,afterleavingEuphrasia,madeherwayaroundthehousetowardsMr。Rangely,whowaswaitingintherunabout,heronedesireforthemomentbeingtoescape。Beforeshehadreachedthesidewalkunderthetrees,Dr。Tredwayhadinterruptedher。

“MissFlint,“hecalledout,“Iwantedtosayawordtoyoubeforeyouwent。“

“Yes,“shesaid,stoppingandturningtohim。

Hepausedamomentbeforespeaking,ashelookedintoherface。

“Idon\'twonderthishasupsetyoualittle,“hesaid;“areactionalwayscomesafterwards——evenwiththestrongestofus。“

“Iamallright,“shereplied,unconsciouslyrepeatingHilary\'swords。

“HowisMr。Vane?“

“Youhavedoneasplendidthing,“saidthedoctor,gravely。Andhecontinued,afteramoment:“ItisMr。VaneIwantedtospeaktoyouabout。Heisanintimatefriend,Ibelieve,ofyourfather\'s,aswellasMr。Flint\'sright-handmanin——inabusinesswayinthisState。Mr。Vanehimselfwillnotlistentoreason。Ihavetoldhimplainlythatifhedoesnotdropallbusinessatonce,thechancesaretentoonethathewillforfeithislifeveryshortly。Iunderstandthatthereisa——aconventiontobeheldatthecapitalthedayafterto-morrow,andthatitisMr。Vane\'sfirmintentiontoattendit。Itakethelibertyofsuggestingthatyoulaythesefactsbeforeyourfather,asMr。FlintprobablyhasmoreinfluencewithHilaryVanethananyotherman。

“However,“headded,seeingVictoriahesitate,“ifthereisanyreasonwhyyoushouldnotcaretospeaktoMr。Flint——“

“Oh,no,“saidVictoria;“I\'llspeaktohim,certainly。Iwasgoingtoaskyou——haveyouthoughtofMr。AustenVane?Hemightbeabletodosomething。“

“Ofcourse,“saidthedoctor,afteramoment,“itisanopensecretthatAustenandhisfatherhave——have,inshort,neveragreed。Theyarenotnowonspeakingterms。“

“Don\'tyouthink,“askedVictoria,summoninghercourage,“thatAustenVaneoughttobetold?“

“Yes,“thedoctorrepeateddecidedly,“Iamsureofit。EverybodywhoknowsAustenVaneasIdohasthegreatestadmirationforhim。YouprobablyrememberhiminthatMeadercase,——heisn\'tamanonewouldbelikelytoforget,——andIknowthatthisquarrelwithhisfatherisn\'tofAusten\'sseeking。“

“Oughtn\'thetobetold——atonce?“saidVictoria。

“Yes,“saidthedoctor;“timeisvaluable,andwecan\'tpredictwhatHilarywilldo。Atanyrate,Austenoughttoknow——butthetroubleis,he\'satJenney\'sfarm。ImethimonthewayouttherejustbeforeyourfriendtheEnglishmancaughtme。AndunfortunatelyIhaveacasewhichI

cannotneglect。ButIcansendwordtohim。“

“IknowwhereJenney\'sfarmis,“saidVictoria;“I\'lldrivehomethatway。“

“Well,“exclaimedDr。Tredway,heartily,“that\'sgoodofyou。SomebodywhoknowsHilary\'ssituationoughttoseehim,andIcanthinkofnobettermessengerthanyou。“

Andhehelpedherintotherunabout。

YoungMr。Rangelybeingagentleman,herefrainedfromaskingVictoriaquestionsonthedriveoutofRipton,andexpressedthegreatestwillingnesstoaccompanyheronthiserrandandtoseeherhomeafterwards。Hehadbeendeeplyimpressed,buthefeltinstinctivelythataftersuchaseriousoccurrence,thiswasnotthetimetocontinuetogivehintsofhisadmiration。HehadheardinEnglandthatmanyAmericanwomenwhomhewouldbelikelytomeetsociallyweresuperficialandpleasure-loving;andArthurRangelycameofafamilywhichhadlongbeencitedasavindicationofagovernmentbyaristocracy,——afamilywhichhadnevershirkedresponsibilities。ItisnottoomuchtosaythathehadpicturedVictoriaamonghisfuturetenantry;shehadappealedtohimfirstasawoman,buttheincidentoftheafternoonhadrevealedhertohim,asitwere,underfire。

Theyspokequietlyofplacestheybothhadvisited,ofpeoplewhomtheyknewincommon,untiltheycametothehills——theverythresholdofParadiseonthatSeptemberevening。ThosehillsneverfailedtomoveVictoria,andtheyweregarnishedthiseveninginnoearthlycolours,——

rose-lightedonthebillowywesternpastureslopesandpearlinthedeepcleftsofthestreams,andthelordlyformofSawanecshroudedinindigoagainstaflameoforange。Andorangefainted,bythesubtlestofcolourchanges,toazureinwhichswam,soconfidently,asilvereveningstar。

InsilencetheydrewupbeforeMr。Jenney\'sancestraltrees,andthroughthedeepeningshadowsbeneaththesethewindowsofthefarm-houseglowedwithwelcominglight。AtVictoria\'sbiddingMr。RangelyknockedtoaskforAustenVane,andAustenhimselfansweredthesummons。Heheldabookinhishand,andasRangelyspokeshesawAusten\'slookturnquicklytoher,andmetitthroughthegatheringgloombetweenthem。Inaninstanthewasatherside,lookingupquestioninglyintoherface,andthetelltalebloodleapedintohers。Whatmusthethinkofherforcomingagain?Shecouldnotspeakofhererrandtooquickly。

“Mr。Vane,Icametoleaveamessage。“

“Yes?“hesaid,andglancedatthebroad-shouldered,well-groomedfigureofMr。Rangely,whowasstandingatadiscreetdistance。

“Yourfatherhashadanattackofsomekind,——pleasedon\'tbealarmed,heseemstoberecoverednow,——andIthoughtandDr。Tredwaythoughtyououghttoknowaboutit。ThedoctorcouldnotleaveRipton,andIofferedtocomeandtellyou。“

“Anattack?“herepeated。

“Yes。“HilaryandsherelatedsimplyhowshehadfoundHilaryatFairview,andhowshehaddrivenhimhome。But,duringthewholeofherrecital,shecouldnotridherselfoftheapprehensionthathewasthinkingherinterferenceunwarranted,hercominganindelicaterepetitionoftheothervisit。Ashestoodtherelisteninginthegatheringdusk,shecouldnottellfromhisfacewhathethought。Hisexpression,whenserious,hadadetermined,combative,almostgrimnoteinit,whichcamefromahabithehadofclosinghisjawtightly;andhiseyeswereliketroubledskiesthroughwhichtheretrembledanoccasionalflashoflight。

Victoriahadneverfelthisforcesostronglyasnow,andneverhadheseemedmoredistant;attimes——shehadthought——shehadhadglimpsesofhissoul;to-nighthewasinscrutable,andneverhadsherealizedthepower(whichshebadknownhemustpossess)ofmakinghimselfso。Andtoher?Herprideforbadeherrecallingatthatmomenttheconfidenceswhichhadpassedbetweenthemandwhichnowseemedtohavebeensoimpossible。Hewasseriousbecausehewaslisteningtoseriousnews——shetoldherself。Butitwasmorethanthis:hehadshuthimselfup,hewasimpenetrable。Shameseizedher;yes,andanger;andshameagainattheremembranceofhertalkwithEuphrasia——andangeroncemore。Couldhethinkthatshewouldmakeadvancestotempthishonour,andriskhisgoodopinionandherown?

Confidenceislikealute-string,givingforthsweetsoundsinitsperfection;therearenonesodiscordantaswhenitsnaps。

VictoriascarcelyheardAusten\'sacknowledgmentsofherkindness,soperfunctorydidtheyseem,sounlikethemanshehadknown;andherownprotestationsthatshehaddonenothingtomerithisthanksweretoherquiteasunreal。SheintroducedhimtotheEnglishman。

“Mr。Rangelyhasbeengoodenoughtocomewithme,“shesaid。

“I\'veneverseenanybodyactwithmorepresenceofmindthanMissFlint,“

Rangelydeclared,asheshookAusten\'shand。“Shedidjusttherightthing,withoutwastinganytimewhatever。“

“I\'msureofit,“saidAusten,cordiallyenough。ButtoVictoria\'skeenerear,othertoneswhichshehadheardatothertimeswerelacking。

Norcouldshe,cleverasshewas,seethepalpablereasonstandingbeforeher!

“Isay,“saidRangely,astheydroveaway,“hestrikesmeasaremarkablysoundchap,MissFlint。Thereissomethingunusualabouthim,somethingcleancut。“

“I\'veheardotherpeoplesayso,“Victoriareplied。Forthefirsttimesinceshehadknownhim,praiseofAustenwaspainfultoher。Whatwasthiscuriousattractionthatrousedtheinterestofallwhocameincontactwithhim?Thedoctorhadit,Mr。Redbrook,JabeJenney,——evenHamiltonTooting,sheremembered。Andheattractedwomenaswellasmen——

itmustbeso。Certainlyherowninterestinhim——amanbeyondtheradiusofhersphere——andtheirencountershadbeenstrangeenough!Andmustshegoonallherlifehearingpraisesofhim?Ofonethingshewassure——whowasnot?——thatAustenVanehadafuture。Hewasthetypeofmanwhichisinevitablyimpelledintoplacesoftrust。

Manlymen,asarule,donotunderstandwomen。Theyhumourthemblindly,seektocomfortthem——iftheyweep——withcaresses,laughwiththemiftheyhaveleisure,andrespecttheircuriousandunaccountablemoodsbykeepingoutoftheway。SuchahusbandwasArthurRangelydestinedtomake;amanwhohadseenanynumberofwomenandunderstoodnone,——aswondrousmechanisms。Hehadmerelyacquiredthefacultyofappraisal,althoughthisdoesnotmeanthathewasincapableoffallinginlove。

Mr。RangelycouldnotaccountforthesuddenaccessofgayetyinVictoria\'smannerastheydrovetoFairviewthroughthedarkness,nordidhetry。Hetookwhatthegodssenthim,andwasthankful。WhenhereachedFairviewhewasaskedtodinner,ashecouldnotpossiblygetbacktotheInnintime。Mr。FlinthadgonetoSumnerwiththeengineers,leavingorderstobemetattheEastTunbridgestationatten;

andMrs。Flint,stillconvalescent,haddinedinhersittingroom。

Victoriasatoppositeherguestinthebigdiningroom,andMr。Rangelypronouncedtheoccasiondecidedlyjolly。Hehad,heproclaimed,withtheexceptionofMr。Vane\'sdeplorableaccident,neverspentabetterdayinhislife。

Victoriawonderedatherownspirits,whichwerefeverish,asshelistenedtotransatlanticgossipaboutgirlsshehadknownwhohadmarriedMr。Rangely\'sfriends,andstoriesofWestminsterandSouthAfrica,andcertainexperiencesofMr。Rangely\'satotherplacesthanLeithontheAmericancontinent,whichhehadgrownsufficientlyconfidentialtorelate。Attimes,liftinghereyestohimashesatsmokingafterdinnerontheothersideofthelibraryfire,shealmostdoubtedhisexistence。Hehadcomeintoherlifeatoneo\'clockthatday——itseemedaneternitysince。Andasubconsciousvoice,heardbutnotheeded,toldherthatintheawakeningfromthiscuriousdreamhewouldbeassociatedinhermemorywithtragedy,justasatuneorabookoragameofcardsremindsoneofpainfulperiodsofone\'sexistence。

To-morrowthe——episodewouldbeanightmare;to-nightheronedesirewastoprolongit。

AndpoorMr。Rangelylittleimaginedtheparthewasplaying——aslittleashedeservedit。Reluctanttoleave,proprietyimpelledhimtoaskforatrapatten,anditwashalfpastbeforehefinallymadehisexitfromtheroomwithapromisetopayhisrespectssoon——verysoon。

Victoriastoodbeforethefirelisteningtothesoundofthewheelsgraduallygrowingfainter,andhermindrefusedtowork。HanoverStreet,Mr。Jenney\'sfarm-house,wereunrealitiestoo。Tenminuteslater——ifshehadmarkedtheinterval——camethesoundofwheelsagain,thistimegrowinglouder。Thensheheardavoiceinthehall,herfather\'svoice。

“Towers,whowasthat?“

“Ayounggentleman,sir,whodrovehomewithMissVictoria。Ididn\'tgethisname,sir。“

“HasMissVictoriaretired?“

“She\'sinthelibrary,sir。Herearesometelegrams,Mr。Flint。“

Victoriaheardherfathertearingopenthetelegramsandwalkingtowardsthelibrarywithslowstepsashereadthem。Shedidnotstirfromherplacebeforethefire。Shesawhimenterand,withacharacteristicmovementwhichhadbecomealmosthabitualoflate,crushthetelegramsinfrontofhimwithbothhands。

“Well,Victoria?“hesaid。

“Well,father?“

Itwascharacteristicofhim,too,thatheshouldmomentarilydroptheconversation,unraveltheballoftelegrams,readone,crushthemoncemore,——aprocessthatseemedtogivehimrelief。Heglancedathisdaughter——shehadnotmoved。WhateverMr。Flint\'soriginalcharactermayhavebeeninhislong-forgottenyouthonthewind-swepthillfarminTruro,hismethodsofattacklackeddirectnessnow;perhapsalongbusinessandpoliticalexperiencewereresponsibleforthistrait。

“Yourmotherdidn\'tcomedowntodinner,Isuppose。“

“No,“saidVictoria。

Simpsontellsmetheyoungbullgotlooseandcuthimselfbadly。Hesaysit\'sthefaultoftheEbenFitchyougotmetohire。“

“Idon\'tbelieveitwasEben\'sfault——Simpsondoesn\'tlikehim,“Victoriareplied。

“SimpsontellsmeFitchdrinks。“

“Letamangetabadname,“saidVictoria,“andSimpsonwilltakecarethathedoesn\'tloseit。“Theunexpectednecessityofdefendingoneofherprotegesarousedher。“I\'vemadeitapointtoseeEbeneverydayforthelastthreemonths,andhehasn\'ttouchedadrop。He\'soneofthebestworkerswehaveontheplace。“

“I\'vegottoomuchonmymindtoputupwiththatkindofthing,“saidMr。Flint,“andIwon\'tbeworriedhereontheplace。Icangetcapablementotendcattle,atleast。Ihavetoputupwithpoliticalrascalswhorobanddeceivemeassoonasmybackisturned,Ihavetoputupwithinefficiencyandsenility,butIwon\'thaveitathome。“

“Fitchwillbetransferredtothegardenerifyouthinkbest,“shesaid。

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