第23章
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  Mr。Sabinleanedbackinhiscarriage,andafrownoffaintperplexitycontractedhisforehead。

  IfIwereayoungerman,“hemurmuredtohimself,“Imightbelievethatthiswomanwasreallyinearnest,aswellasbeingSaxeLeinitzer’sjackal。WewerefriendlyenoughinParisthatyear。

  Sheisunscrupulousenough,ofcourse。Alwayswithsomeoddfancyforthegrotesqueorunlikely。Iwonder-“

  Hepulledthecheck-string,andwasdriventoCamperdownHouse。A

  greatmanypeoplewerecomingandgoing。Mr。SabinfoundHelene’smaid,andlearntthathermistresswasjustgoingtoherroom,andwouldbealoneforafewminutes。Hescribbledafewwordsonthebackofacard,andwasatoncetakenuptoherboudoir。

  “MydearUNCLE,“Heleneexclaimed,“youhavearrivedmostopportunely。Wehavejustgotridofafewdinnerpeople,andwearegoingontoCarmarthenHousepresently。Takethateasy-chair,please,and,lightacigarette。Willyouhavealiqueur?Wolfendonhassomeoldbrandywhicheveryoneseemstothinkwonderful。“

  “Youareverykind,Helene,“Mr。Sabinsaid。“Icannotrefuseanythingwhichyouofferinsocharmingamanner。ButIshallnotkeepyoumorethanafewminutes。“

  “Weneednotleaveforanhour,“Helenesaid,“andIamdressedexceptformyjewels。Tellme,haveyouseenLucille?Iamsoanxioustoknow。“

  “IhaveseenLucillethisevening,“Mr。Sabinanswered。

  “AtDorsetHouse!“

  “Yes。“

  Helenesatdown,smiling。

  “Dotellmeallaboutit。“

  “Thereisverylittletotell,“Mr。Sabinanswered。

  “Sheiswithyou-shereturnsatleast!“

  Mr。Sabinshookhishead。

  “No,“heanswered。“SheremainsatDorsetHouse。“

  Helenewassilent。Mr。Sabinsmokedpensivelyamomentortwo,andsippedtheliqueurwhichCamperdown’sownservanthadjustbroughthim。

  “Itisveryhard,Helene,“hesaid,“tomakeyoualtogetherunderstandthesituation,fortherearecertainphasesofitwhichIcannotdiscusswithyouatall。IhavemademyfirstefforttoregainLucille,andithasfailed。Itisnotherfault。Ineednotsaythatitisnotmine。Butthestrugglehascommenced,andintheendIshallwin。“

  “Lucilleherself-“Helenebeganhesitatingly。

  “Lucilleis,Ifirmlybelieve,asanxioustoreturntomeasIamanxioustohaveher,“Mr。Sabinsaid。

  Helenethrewupherhands。

  “Itisbewildering,“sheexclaimed。

  “Itmustseemsotoyou,“Mr。Sabinadmitted。

  “IwishthatLucillewereanywhereelse,“Helenesaid。“TheDorsetHouseset,youknow,althoughtheyareverysmartandveryexclusive,haveasomewhatpeculiarreputation。LadyCarey,althoughsheissuchabrilliantwoman,saysanddoesthemostinsolent,themostamazingthings,andthePrinceofSaxeLeinitzergoeseverywhereinEuropebythenameoftheRoyallibertine。Theyarepowerfulenoughalmosttodominatesociety,andwepoorpeoplewhoabidebytheconventionsareabsolutelynowherebesidethem。

  Theythinkthatwearebourgeoisbecausewehavevirtue,andprehistoricbecausewearenotdecadent。“

  “TheDuke-“Mr。Sabinremarked。

  “Oh,theDukeisquitedifferent,ofcourse,“Heleneadmitted。

  “HeisafanaticalTory,verystupid,veryblindtoanythingexcepthisbelovedPrimroseLeague。HowhecametolendhimselftothevagariesofsuchasetIcannotimagine。“

  Mr。Sabinsmiled。

  “C’estlafemmetoujours!“heremarked。“HisGraceis,Ifear,henpecked,andtheDuchessherselfisthesportofclevererpeople。

  Andnow,mydearniece,Iseethatthetimeisgoing。IcametoknowifyoucouldgetmeacardfortheballatCarmarthenHouseto-night。“

  Helenelaughedsoftly。

  “Veryeasily,mydearUNCLE。LadyCarmarthenisWolfendon’scousin,youknow,andaverygoodfriendofmine。Ihavehalfadozenblankcardshere。ShallIreallyseeyouthere?“

  “Ibelieveso,“Mr。Sabinanswered。

  “AndLucille?“

  “Itispossible。“

  “ThereisnothingIsupposewhichIcandointhewayofintervention,oranythingofthatsort?“

  Mr。Sabinshookhishead。

  “LucilleandIarethebestoffriends,“heanswered。“Talktoher,ifyouwill。Bythebye,isthattwelveo’clock?Imusthurry。

  Doubtlessweshallmeetagainattheball。“

  ButCarmarthenHousesawnothingofMr。Sabinthatnight。

  Mr。Sabinfromhisseatbehindagiganticpalmwatchedheregressfromthesupper-roomwithalittlegroupoffriends。

  Theycametoahaltinthebroadcarpetedwayonlyafewfeetfromhim。LadyCarey,inawonderfulgreengown,herneckandbosomablazewithjewels,seemedtobemakingherfarewells。

  “ImustgoinandseetheDeLausanacs,“sheexclaimed。“TheyareintheblueroomsuppingwiththePortugueseAmbassador。IshallbeatCarmarthenHousewithinhalfanhour-unlessmyheadachebecomesunbearable。Aurevoir,allofyou。Good-bye,Laura!“

  Herfriendspassedontowardsthegreatswingdoors。LadyCareyretracedherstepsslowlytowardsthesupper-room,andmadesomelanguidinquiriesoftheheadwaiterastoamissinghandkerchief。

  ThenshecameagainslowlydownthebroadwayandreachedMr。Sabin。

  Herosetohisfeet。

  “Ithankyouverymuchforyournote,“hesaid。“Youhavesomething,Ibelieve,tosaytome。“

  Shestoodbeforehimforamomentinsilence,asthoughnotunwillingthatheshouldappreciatethesoftsplendourofhertoilette。Thejewelswhichencircledherneckwerepricelessanddazzling;thesoftmaterialofhergown,themostdelicateshadeofseagreen,seemedtofoamaboutherfeet,awonderfultriumphofallegoricdressmaking。

  Shesawthathewasstudyingher,andshelaughedalittleuneasily,lookingallthetimeintohiseyes。

  “Shockinglyoverdressed,ain’tI?“shesaid。“WeweregoingstraighttoCarmarthenHouse,youknow。Comeandsitinthiscornerforamoment,andordermesomecoffee。Isupposethereisn’tanylesspublicplace!“

  “Ifearnot,“heanswered。“Youwillperhapsbeunobservedbehindthispalm。“

  Shesankintoalowchair,andheseatedhimselfbesideher。Shesighedcontentedly。

  “Dearme!“shesaid。“Domenlikebeingrunafterlikethis?“

  Mr。Sabinraisedhiseyebrows。

  “Iunderstood,“hesaid,“thatyouhadsomethingtosaytomeofimportance。“

  Sheshotaquicklookupathim。

  “Don’tbehorrid,“shesaidinalowtone。“OfcourseIwantedtoseeyou。Iwantedtoexplain。Givemeoneofyourcigarettes。“

  Helaidhiscasesilentlybeforeher。Shetookoneandlitit,watchinghimfurtivelyallthetime。Themanbroughttheircoffee。

  Theplacewasalmostemptynow,andsomeofthelightswereturneddown。

  “Itisverykindofyou,“hesaidslowly,“tohonourmebysomuchconsideration,butifyouhavemuchtosayperhapsitwouldbebetterifyoupermittedmetocalluponyouto-morrow。Iamafraidofdeprivingyouofyourball-andyourfriendswillbegettingimpatient。“

  “Bothertheball-andmyfriends,“sheexclaimed,acertainstrainednoteinhertonewhichpuzzledhim。“I’mnotobligedtogotothething,andIdon’twantto。I’veinventedaheadache,andtheywon’tevenexpectme。Theyknowmyheadaches。“

  “Inthatcase,“Mr。Sabinsaid,“Iamentirelyatyourservice。“

  Shesighed,andlookedupathimthroughalittlecloudoftobaccosmoke。

  “Whatawonderfulmanyouare,“shesaidsoftly。“Youacceptdefeatwiththegraceofavictor。Ibelievethatyouwouldtriumphaseasilywithashrugoftheshoulders。Haven’tyouanyfeelingatall?Don’tyouknowwhatitisliketofeel?“

  Hesmiled。

  “Webothcome,“hesaid,“ofahistoricrace。Ifancestryisworthanythingitshouldatleastteachustogoaboutwithoutpinningourheartsuponoursleeves。“

  “Butyou,“shemurmured,“youhavenoheart。“

  Helookeddownuponherthenwithstillcoldfaceandsteadyeyes。

  “Indeed,“hesaid,“youaremistaken。“

  Shemoveduneasilyinherchair。Shewasverypale,exceptforafaintspotofpinkcolourinhercheeks。

  “Itisveryhardtofind,then,“shesaid,speakingquickly,herbosomrisingandfalling,hereyesalwaysseekingtoholdhis。

  “To-nightyouseewhatIhavedone-Ihave,sentawaymyfriends-andmycarriage。Theymayknowmehere-youseewhatIhaverisked。AndIdon’tcare。Youthoughtto-nightthatIwasyourenemy-andIamnot。Iamnotyourenemyatall。“

  Herhandfellasthoughbyaccidentuponhis,andremainedthere。

  Mr。Sabinwasverynearlyembarrassed。Heknewquitewellthatifshewerenothisenemyatthatmomentshewouldbeveryshortly。

  “Lucille,“shecontinued,“willblamemetoo。Icannothelpit。

  Iwanttotellyouthatforthepresentyourseparationfromherisacertainthing。Sheacquiesces。Youheardher。Sheisquitehappy。Sheisattheballto-night,andshehasfriendstherewhowillmakeitpleasantforher。Won’tyouunderstand?“

  “No,“Mr。Sabinanswered。

  Shebeatthegroundwithherfoot。

  “Youmustunderstand,“shemurmured。“YouarenotlikethesefoolsofEnglishmenwhogotosleepwhentheyaremarried,andwakeinthedivorcecourt。ForthepresentatleastyouhavelostLucille。

  Youheardherchoose。She’sattheballto-night-andIhavecomeheretobewithyou。Won’tyou,please,“sheadded,withalittlenervouslaugh,“showsomegratitude?“

  TheinterruptionwhichMr。Sabinhadprayedforcameatlast。Themusicianshadleft,andmanyofthelightshadbeenturneddown。

  Anofficialcameacrosstothem。

  “Ibegyourpardon,sir,“hesaid,addressingMr。Sabin,“butweareclosingnow,unlessyouareaguestinthehotel。“

  “Iamstayinghere,“Mr。Sabinanswered,rising,“butthelady-“

  LadyCareyinterruptedhim。

  “Iamstayingherealso,“shesaidtotheman。

  Hebowedatonceandwithdrew。Sheroseslowlytoherfeetandlaidherfingersuponhisarm。Helookedsteadilyawayfromher。

  “Fortunately,“hesaid,“Ihavenotyetdismissedmyowncarriage。

  Permitme。“

  Mr。Sabinleanedheavilyuponhisstickasheslowlymadehiswayalongthecorridortohisrooms。Thingsweregoingillwithhimindeed。Hewasnotusedtothefearofanenemy,butthememoryofLadyCarey’swhitecheeksandindrawnlipsasshehadenteredhiscarriagechilledhim。Heronelook,too,wasathreatworsethananywhichherlipscouldhaveuttered。Hewasgettingoldindeed,hethought,wearily,whendisappointmentweighedsoheavilyuponhim。AndLucille?Hadheanyrealfearsofher?Hefeltalittlecatchinhisthroatatthebarethought-inamoment’ssingularclearnessofperceptionherealisedthatifLucillewereindeedlosttheworldwasnolongeraplaceforhim。Sohisfeetfellwearilyuponthethicklycarpetedfloorofthecorridor,andhisfacewasunusuallydrawnandhaggardasheopenedthedoorofhissitting-room。

  Andthen-atransformation,amazing,stupefying。ItwasLucillewhowassmilingawelcomeuponhimfromthedepthsofhisfavouriteeasy-chair-Lucillesittingoverhisfire,anovelinherhand,andwearingadelightfulrose-pinkdressing-gown。Someofherbelongingswerescatteredabouthisroom,givingitadelicateairoffemininity。Thefaintodourofherfavouriteandonlyperfumegavetoherundoubtedpresenceawonderfulsenseofreality。

  Sheheldoutherhandstohim,andthebroadsleevesofherdressing-gownfellawayfromherwhiteroundedarms。Hereyeswerewonderfullysoft,thepinkuponhercheekswastheblushofagirl。

  “Victor,“shemurmured,“donotlooksostupefied。DidyounotbelievethatIwouldriskatleastalittleforyou,whohaveriskedsomuchforme?Onlycometome!Makethemostofme。

  AllsortsofthingsaresuretohappendirectlyIamfoundout。“

  Hetookherintohisarms。Itwasoneofthemomentsofhislifetime。

  “Tellme,“hemurmured,“howhaveyoudaredtodothis?“

  Shelaughed。

  “YouknowthePrinceandhisset。Youknowthewaytheybribe。

  Intrigueseverywhere,newandoldoverlapping。Theyhavereallysomereasonforkeepingyouandmeapart,butasregardsmyothermovements,Iamfreeenough。Andtheythought,Victor-don’tbeangry-butIletthemthinkitwassomeoneelse。AndIstoleawayfromtheball,andtheythink-nevermindwhattheythink。

  Butyou,Victor,aremyintrigue,you,mylove,myhusband!“

  Thenallthefatigueandalltheweariness,diedawayfromMr。

  Sabin’sface。Oncemorethefireofyouthburnedinhisheart。

  AndLucillelaughedsoftlyasherlipsmethis,andherheadsankuponhisshoulder。

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