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  Forherself,shelingeredinthesoundlesssaloonlongafterthefirehadgoneout。Therewasnodangerofherfeelingthecold。shewasinafever。Sheheardthesmallhoursstrike,andthenthegreatones,buthervigiltooknoheedoftime。Hermind,assailedbyvisions,wasinastateofextraordinaryactivity,andhervisionsmightaswellcometoherthere,whereshesatuptomeetthem,asonherpillow,tomakeamockeryofrest。AsIhavesaid,shebelievedshewasnotdefiant,andwhatcouldbeabetterproofofitthanthatsheshouldlingertherehalfthenight,tryingtopersuadeherselfthattherewasnoreasonwhyPansyshouldn’tbemarriedasyouwouldputaletterinthepost-office?Whentheclockstruckfourshegotup。shewasgoingtobedatlast,forthelamphadlongsincegoneoutandthecandlesburneddowntotheirsockets。Buteventhenshestoppedagaininthemiddleoftheroomandstoodtheregazingatarememberedvision-thatofherhusbandandMadameMerleunconsciouslyandfamiliarlyassociated。

  CHAPTER43

  ThreenightsafterthisshetookPansytoagreatparty,towhichOsmond,whoneverwenttodances,didnotaccompanythem。Pansywasasreadyforadanceasever。wasnotofageneralizingturnandhadnotextendedtootherpleasurestheinterdictshehadseenplacedonthoseoflove。Ifshewasbidinghertimeorhopingtocircumventherfathershemusthavehadaprevisionofsuccess。Isabelthoughtthisunlikely。itwasmuchmorelikelythatPansyhadsimplydeterminedtobeagoodgirl。Shehadneverhadsuchachance,andshehadaproperesteemforchances。Shecarriedherselfnolessattentivelythanusualandkeptnolessanxiousaneyeuponhervaporousskirts。sheheldherbouquetverytightandcountedovertheflowersforthetwentiethtime。ShemadeIsabelfeelold。itseemedsolongsinceshehadbeeninaflutteraboutaball。Pansy,whowasgreatlyadmired,wasneverinwantofpartners,andverysoonaftertheirarrivalshegaveIsabel,whowasnotdancing,herbouquettohold。IsabelhadrenderedherthisserviceforsomeminuteswhenshebecameawareofthenearpresenceofEdwardRosier。Hestoodbeforeher。hehadlosthisaffablesmileandworealookofalmostmilitaryresolution。ThechangeinhisappearancewouldhavemadeIsabelsmileifshehadnotfelthiscasetobeatbottomahardone:hehadalwayssmeltsomuchmoreofheliotropethanofgunpowder。Helookedatheramomentsomewhatfiercely,asiftonotifyherhewasdangerous,andthendroppedhiseyesonherbouquet。

  Afterhehadinspectedithisglancesoftenedandhesaidquickly:

  It’sallpansies。itmustbehers!

  Isabelsmiledkindly。Yes,it’shers。shegaveittometohold。

  MayIholditalittle,Mrs。Osmond?thepooryoungmanasked。

  No,Ican’ttrustyou。I’mafraidyouwouldn’tgiveitback。

  I’mnotsurethatIshould。Ishouldleavethehousewithitinstantly。

  ButmayInotatleasthaveasingleflower?

  Isabelhesitatedamoment,andthen,smilingstill,heldoutthebouquet。

  Chooseoneyourself。It’sfrightfulwhatI’mdoingforyou。

  Ah,ifyoudonomorethanthis,Mrs。Osmond!Rosierexclaimedwithhisglassinoneeye,carefullychoosinghisflower。

  Don’tputitintoyourbutton-hole,shesaid。Don’tfortheworld!

  Ishouldlikehertoseeit。Shehasrefusedtodancewithme,butIwishtoshowherthatIbelieveinherstill。

  It’sverywelltoshowittoher,butit’soutofplacetoshowittoothers。Herfatherhastoldhernottodancewithyou。

  Andisthatallyoucandoforme?Iexpectedmorefromyou,Mrs。

  Osmond,saidtheyoungmaninatoneoffinegeneralreference。

  Youknowouracquaintancegoesbackveryfar-quiteintothedaysofourinnocentchildhood。

  Don’tmakemeouttooold,Isabelpatientlyanswered。Youcomebacktothatveryoften,andI’veneverdeniedit。ButImusttellyouthat,oldfriendsasweare,ifyouhaddonemethehonourtoaskmetomarryyouIshouldhaverefusedyouonthespot。

  Ah,youdon’testeemmethen。SayatoncethatyouthinkmeamereParisiantrifler!

  Iesteemyouverymuch,butI’mnotinlovewithyou。WhatImeanbythat,ofcourse,isthatI’mnotinlovewithyouforPansy。

  Verygood。Isee。Youpityme-that’sall。AndEdwardRosierlookedallround,inconsequently,withhissingleglass。Itwasarevelationtohimthatpeopleshouldn’tbemorepleased。buthewasatleasttooproudtoshowthatthedeficiencystruckhimasgeneral。

  Isabelforamomentsaidnothing。Hismannerandappearancehadnotthedignityofthedeepesttragedy。hislittleglass,amongotherthings,wasagainstthat。Butshesuddenlyfelttouched。herownunhappiness,afterall,hadsomethingincommonwithhis,anditcameoverher,morethanbefore,thathere,inrecognizable,ifnotinromanticform,wasthemostaffectingthingintheworld-younglovestrugglingwithadversity。Wouldyoureallybeverykindtoher?shefinallyaskedinalowtone。

  Hedroppedhiseyesdevoutlyandraisedthelittleflowerthatheheldinhisfingerstohislips。Thenhelookedather。Youpityme。butdon’tyoupityheralittle?

  Idon’tknow。I’mnotsure。She’llalwaysenjoylife。

  Itwilldependonwhatyoucalllife!Mr。Rosiereffectivelysaid。

  Shewon’tenjoybeingtortured。

  There’llbenothingofthat。

  I’mgladtohearit。Sheknowswhatshe’sabout。You’llsee。

  Ithinkshedoes,andshe’llneverdisobeyherfather。Butshe’scomingbacktome,Isabeladded,andImustbegyoutogoaway。

  RosierlingeredamomenttillPansycameinsightonthearmofhercavalier。hestoodjustlongenoughtolookherintheface。

  Thenhewalkedaway,holdinguphishead。andthemannerinwhichheachievedthissacrificetoexpediencyconvincedIsabelhewasverymuchinlove。

  Pansy,whoseldomgotdisarrangedindancing,lookingperfectlyfreshandcoolafterthisexercise,waitedamomentandthentookbackherbouquet。Isabelwatchedherandsawshewascountingtheflowers。whereuponshesaidtoherselfthatdecidedlythereweredeeperforcesatplaythanshehadrecognized。PansyhadseenRosierturnaway,butshesaidnothingtoIsabelabouthim。shetalkedonlyofherpartner,afterhehadmadehisbowandretired。ofthemusic,thefloor,theraremisfortuneofhavingalreadytornherdress。

  Isabelwassure,however,shehaddiscoveredherlovertohaveabstractedaflower。thoughthisknowledgewasnotneededtoaccountforthedutifulgracewithwhichsherespondedtotheappealofhernextpartner。Thatperfectamenityunderacuteconstraintwaspartofalargersystem。Shewasagainledforthbyaflushedyoungman,thistimecarryingherbouquet。andshehadnotbeenabsentmanyminuteswhenIsabelsawLordWarburtonadvancingthroughthecrowd。Hepresentlydrewnearandbadehergood-evening。shehadnotseenhimsincethedaybefore。Helookedabouthim,andthenWhere’sthelittlemaid?heasked。ItwasinthismannerthathehadformedtheharmlesshabitofalludingtoMissOsmond。

  She’sdancing,saidIsabel。You’llseehersomewhere。

  HelookedamongthedancersandatlastcaughtPansy’seye。Sheseesme,butshewon’tnoticeme,hethenremarked。Areyounotdancing?

  Asyousee,I’mawall-flower。

  Won’tyoudancewithme?

  Thankyou。I’dratheryoushoulddancewiththelittlemaid。

  Oneneedn’tpreventtheother-especiallyasshe’sengaged。

  She’snotengagedforeverything,andyoucanreserveyourself。Shedancesveryhard,andyou’llbethefresher。

  Shedancesbeautifully,saidLordWarburton,followingherwithhiseyes。Ah,atlast,headded,shehasgivenmeasmile。Hestoodtherewithhishandsome,easy,importantphysiognomy。andasIsabelobservedhimitcameoverher,asithaddonebefore,thatitwasstrangeamanofhismettleshouldtakeaninterestinalittlemaid。Itstruckherasagreatincongruity。neitherPansy’ssmallfascinations,norhisownkindness,hisgood-nature,notevenhisneedforamusement,whichwasextremeandconstant,weresufficienttoaccountforit。Ishouldliketodancewithyou,hewentoninamoment,turningbacktoIsabel。butIthinkIlikeevenbettertotalkwithyou。

  Yes,it’sbetter,andit’smoreworthyofyourdignity。Greatstatesmenoughtn’ttowaltz。

  Don’tbecruel。WhydidyourecommendmethentodancewithMissOsmond?

  Ah,that’sdifferent。Ifyoudancedwithheritwouldlooksimplylikeapieceofkindness-asifyouweredoingitforheramusement。Ifyoudancewithmeyou’lllookasifyouweredoingitforyourown。

  Andprayhaven’tIarighttoamusemyself?

  No,notwiththeaffairsoftheBritishEmpireonyourhands。

  TheBritishEmpirebehanged!You’realwayslaughingatit。

  Amuseyourselfwithtalkingtome,saidIsabel。

  I’mnotsureit’sreallyarecreation。You’retoopointed。I’vealwaystobedefendingmyself。Andyoustrikemeasmorethanusuallydangerousto-night。Willyouabsolutelynotdance?

  Ican’tleavemyplace。Pansymustfindmehere。

  Hewassilentalittle。You’rewonderfullygoodtoher,hesaidsuddenly。

  Isabelstaredalittleandsmiled。Canyouimagineone’snotbeing?

  Noindeed。Iknowhowoneischarmedwithher。Butyoumusthavedoneagreatdealforher。

  I’vetakenheroutwithme,saidIsabel,smilingstill。AndI’veseenthatshehasproperclothes。

  Yoursocietymusthavebeenagreatbenefittoher。You’vetalkedtoher,advisedher,helpedhertodevelop。

  Ahyes,ifsheisn’ttheroseshehaslivednearit。

  Shelaughed,andhercompaniondidasmuch。buttherewasacertainvisiblepreoccupationinhisfacewhichinterferedwithcompletehilarity。Wealltrytoliveasnearitaswecan,hesaidafteramoment’shesitation。

  Isabelturnedaway。Pansywasabouttoberestoredtoher,andshewelcomedthediversion。WeknowhowmuchshelikedLordWarburton。shethoughthimpleasantereventhanthesumofhismeritswarranted。

  therewassomethinginhisfriendshipthatappearedakindofresourceincaseofindefiniteneed。itwaslikehavingalargebalanceatthebank。Shefelthappierwhenhewasintheroom。therewassomethingreassuringinhisapproach。thesoundofhisvoiceremindedherofthebeneficenceofnature。Yetforallthatitdidn’tsuitherthatheshouldbetoonearher,thatheshouldtaketoomuchofhergood-willforgranted。Shewasafraidofthat。sheavertedherselffromit。shewishedhewouldn’t。Shefeltthatifheshouldcometoonear,asitwere,itmightbeinhertoflashoutandbidhimkeephisdistance。PansycamebacktoIsabelwithanotherrentinherskirt,whichwastheinevitableconsequenceofthefirstandwhichshedisplayedtoIsabelwithseriouseyes。Thereweretoomanygentlemeninuniform。theyworethosedreadfulspurs,whichwerefataltothedressesoflittlemaids。Ithereuponbecameapparentthattheresourcesofwomenareinnumerable。IsabeldevotedherselftoPansy’sdesecrateddrapery。shefumbledforapinandrepairedtheinjury。shesmiledandlistenedtoheraccountofheradventures。Herattention,hersympathywereimmediateandactive。andtheywereindirectproportiontoasentimentwithwhichtheywereinnowayconnected-alivelyconjectureastowhetherLordWarburtonmightbetryingtomakelovetoher。Itwasnotsimplyhiswordsjustthen。itwasothersaswell。itwasthereferenceandthecontinuity。ThiswaswhatshethoughtaboutwhileshepinnedupPansy’sdress。Ifitwereso,asshefeared,hewasofcourseunwitting。hehimselfhadnottakenaccountofhisintention。Butthismadeitnonethemoreauspicious,madethesituationnonethelessimpossible。Thesoonerheshouldgetbackintorightrelationswiththingsthebetter。HeimmediatelybegantotalktoPansy-onwhomitwascertainlymystifyingtoseethathedroppedasmileofchasteneddevotion。Pansyreplied,asusual,withalittleairofconscientiousaspiration。hehadtobendtowardheragooddealinconversation,andhereyes,asusual,wanderedupanddownhisrobustpersonasifhehadofferedittoherforexhibition。Shealwaysseemedalittlefrightened。yetherfrightwasnotofthepainfulcharacterthatsuggestsdislike。onthecontrary,shelookedasifsheknewthatheknewshelikedhim。Isabelleftthemtogetheralittleandwanderedtowardafriendwhomshesawnearandwithwhomshetalkedtillthemusicofthefollowingdancebegan,forwhichsheknewPansytobealsoengaged。Thegirljoinedherpresently,withalittleflutteredflush,andIsabel,whoscrupulouslytookOsmond’sviewofhisdaughter’scompletedependence,consignedher,asapreciousandmomentaryloan,toherappointedpartner。Aboutallthismattershehadherownimaginations,herownreserves。thereweremomentswhenPansy’sextremeadhesivenessmadeeachofthem,tohersense,lookfoolish。ButOsmondhadgivenherasortoftableauofherpositionashisdaughter’sduenna,whichconsistedofgraciousalternationsofconcessionandcontraction。andthereweredirectionsofhiswhichshelikedtothinksheobeyedtotheletter。

  Perhaps,asregardssomeofthem,itwasbecauseherdoingsoappearedtoreducethemtotheabsurd。

  AfterPansyhadbeenledaway,shefoundLordWarburtondrawingnearheragain。Sherestedhereyesonhimsteadily。shewishedshecouldsoundhisthoughts。Buthehadnoappearanceofconfusion。Shehaspromisedtodancewithmelater,hesaid。

  I’mgladofthat。Isupposeyou’veengagedherforthecotillion。

  Atthishelookedalittleawkward。No,Ididn’taskherforthat。It’saquadrille。

  Ah,you’renotclever!saidIsabelalmostangrily。Itoldhertokeepthecotillionincaseyoushouldaskforit。

  Poorlittlemaid,fancythat!AndLordWarburtonlaughedfrankly。

  OfcourseIwillifyoulike。

  IfIlike?Oh,ifyoudancewithheronlybecauseIlikeit-!

  I’mafraidIboreher。Sheseemstohavealotofyoungfellowsonherbook。

  Isabeldroppedhereyes,reflectingrapidly。LordWarburtonstoodtherelookingatherandshefelthiseyesonherface。Shefeltmuchinclinedtoaskhimtoremovethem。Shedidn’tdoso,however。

  sheonlysaidtohim,afteraminute,withherownraised:

  Pleaseletmeunderstand。

  Understandwhat?

  Youtoldmetendaysagothatyou’dliketomarrymystepdaughter。

  You’venotforgottenit!

  Forgottenit?IwrotetoMr。Osmondaboutitthismorning。

  Ah,saidIsabel,hedidn’tmentiontomethathehadheardfromyou。

  LordWarburtonstammeredalittle。I-Ididn’tsendmyletter。

  Perhapsyouforgotthat。

  No,Iwasn’tsatisfiedwithit。It’sanawkwardsortoflettertowrite,youknow。ButIshallsenditto-night。

  Atthreeo’clockinthemorning?

  Imeanlater,inthecourseoftheday。

  Verygood。Youstillwishthentomarryher?

  Verymuchindeed。

  Aren’tyouafraidthatyou’llboreher?AndashercompanionstaredatthisenquiryIsabeladded:Ifshecan’tdancewithyouforhalfanhourhowwillshebeabletodancewithyouforlife?

  Ah,saidLordWarburtonreadily,I’llletherdancewithotherpeople!Aboutthecotillion,thefactisIthoughtthatyou-thatyou-

  ThatIwoulddoitwithyou?ItoldyouI’ddonothing。

  Exactly。sothatwhileit’sgoingonImightfindsomequietcornerwherewemaysitdownandtalk。

  Oh,saidIsabelgravely,you’remuchtooconsiderateofme。

  WhenthecotillioncamePansywasfoundtohaveengagedherself,thinking,inperfecthumility,thatLordWarburtonhadnointentions。Isabelrecommendedhimtoseekanotherpartner,butheassuredherthathewoulddancewithnoonebutherself。As,however,shehad,inspiteoftheremonstrancesofherhostess,declinedotherinvitationsonthegroundthatshewasnotdancingatall,itwasnotpossibleforhertomakeanexceptioninLordWarburton’sfavour。

  AfterallIdon’tcaretodance,hesaid。it’sabarbarousamusement:I’dmuchrathertalk。Andheintimatedthathehaddiscoveredexactlythecornerhehadbeenlookingfor-aquietnookinoneofthesmallerrooms,wherethemusicwouldcometothemfaintlyandnotinterferewithconversation。Isabelhaddecidedtolethimcarryouthisidea。shewishedtobesatisfied。Shewanderedawayfromtheball-roomwithhim,thoughsheknewherhusbanddesiredsheshouldnotlosesightofhisdaughter。Itwaswithhisdaughter’spretendant,however。thatwouldmakeitrightforOsmond。

  Onherwayoutoftheball-roomshecameuponEdwardRosier,whowasstandinginadoorway,withfoldedarms,lookingatthedanceintheattitudeofayoungmanwithoutillusions。Shestoppedamomentandaskedhimifhewerenotdancing。

  Certainlynot,ifIcan’tdancewithher!heanswered。

  Youhadbettergoawaythen,saidIsabelwiththemannerofgoodcounsel。

  Ishallnotgotillshedoes!AndheletLordWarburtonpasswithoutgivinghimalook。

  Thisnobleman,however,hadnoticedthemelancholyyouth,andheaskedIsabelwhoherdismalfriendwas,remarkingthathehadseenhimsomewherebefore。

  It’stheyoungmanI’vetoldyouabout,who’sinlovewithPansy。

  Ahyes,Iremember。Helooksratherbad。

  Hehasreason。Myhusbandwon’tlistentohim。

  What’sthematterwithhim?LordWarburtonenquired。Heseemsveryharmless。

  Hehasn’tmoneyenough,andheisn’tveryclever。

  LordWarburtonlistenedwithinterest。heseemedstruckwiththisaccountofEdwardRosier。Dearme。helookedawell-set-upyoungfellow。

  Soheis,butmyhusband’sveryparticular。

  Oh,Isee。AndLordWarburtonpausedamoment。Howmuchmoneyhashegot?hethenventuredtoask。

  Somefortythousandfrancsayear。

  Sixteenhundredpounds?Ah,butthat’sverygood,youknow。

  SoIthink。Myhusband,however,haslargerideas。

  Yes。I’venoticedthatyourhusbandhasverylargeideas。Ishereallyanidiot,theyoungman?

  Anidiot?Notintheleast。he’scharming。WhenhewastwelveyearsoldImyselfwasinlovewithhim。

  Hedoesn’tlookmuchmorethantwelveto-day,LordWarburtonrejoinedvaguely,lookingabouthim。Thenwithmorepoint,Don’tyouthinkwemightsithere?heasked。

  Whereveryouplease。Theroomwasasortofboudoir,pervadedbyasubdued,rose-colouredlight。aladyandgentlemanmovedoutofitasourfriendscamein。

  It’sverykindofyoutotakesuchaninterestinMr。Rosier,

  Isabelsaid。

  Heseemstomeratherill-treated。Hehadafaceayardlong。I

  wonderedwhatailedhim。

  You’reajustman,saidIsabel。You’veakindthoughtevenforarival。

  LordWarburtonsuddenlyturnedwithastare。Arival!Doyoucallhimmyrival?

  Surely-ifyoubothwishtomarrythesameperson。

  Yes-butsincehehasnochance!

  Ilikeyou,howeverthatmaybe,forputtingyourselfinhisplace。

  Itshowsimagination。

  Youlikemeforit?AndLordWarburtonlookedatherwithanuncertaineye。Ithinkyoumeanyou’relaughingatmeforit。

  Yes,I’mlaughingatyoualittle。ButIlikeyouassomebodytolaughat。

  Ahwell,then,letmeenterintohissituationalittlemore。

  Whatdoyousupposeonecoulddoforhim?

  SinceIhavebeenpraisingyourimaginationI’llleaveyoutoimaginethatyourself,Isabelsaid。Pansytoowouldlikeyouforthat。

  MissOsmond?Ah,she,Iflattermyself,likesmealready。

  Verymuch,Ithink。

  Hewaitedalittle。hewasstillquestioningherface。Wellthen,I

  don’tunderstandyou。Youdon’tmeanthatshecaresforhim?

  SurelyI’vetoldyouIthoughtshedid。

  Aquickblushsprangtohisbrow。Youtoldmeshewouldhavenowishapartfromherfather’s,andasI’vegatheredthathewouldfavourme-!HepausedalittleandthensuggestedDon’tyousee?

  throughhisblush。

  Yes,Itoldyoushehasanimmensewishtopleaseherfather,andthatitwouldprobablytakeherveryfar。

  Thatseemstomeaveryproperfeeling,saidLordWarburton。

  Certainly。it’saveryproperfeeling。Isabelremainedsilentforsomemoments。theroomcontinuedempty。thesoundofthemusicreachedthemwithitsrichnesssoftenedbytheinterposingapartments。

  Thenatlastshesaid:Butithardlystrikesmeasthesortoffeelingtowhichamanwouldwishtobeindebtedforawife。

  Idon’tknow。ifthewife’sagoodoneandhethinksshedoeswell!

  Yes,ofcourseyoumustthinkthat。

  Ido。Ican’thelpit。YoucallthatveryBritish,ofcourse。

  No,Idon’t。IthinkPansywoulddowonderfullywelltomarryyou,andIdon’tknowwhoshouldknowitbetterthanyou。Butyou’renotinlove。

  Ah,yesIam,Mrs。Osmond!

  Isabelshookherhead。Youliketothinkyouarewhileyousitherewithme。Butthat’snothowyoustrikeme。

  I’mnotliketheyoungmaninthedoorway。Iadmitthat。Butwhatmakesitsounnatural?CouldanyoneintheworldbemoreloveablethanMissOsmond?

  Noone,possibly。Butlovehasnothingtodowithgoodreasons。

  Idon’tagreewithyou。I’mdelightedtohavegoodreasons。

  Ofcourseyouare。Ifyouwerereallyinloveyouwouldn’tcareastrawforthem。

  Ah,reallyinlove-reallyinlove!LordWarburtonexclaimed,foldinghisarms,leaningbackhisheadandstretchinghimselfalittle。YoumustrememberthatI’mforty-twoyearsold。Iwon’tpretendI’masIonceWell,ifyou’resure,saidIsabel,it’sallright。

  Heanswerednothing。hesatthere,withhisheadback,lookingbeforehim。Abruptly,however,hechangedhisposition。heturnedquicklytohisfriend。Whyareyousounwilling,sosceptical?

  Shemethiseyes,andforamomenttheylookedstraightateachother。Ifshewishedtobesatisfiedshesawsomethingthatsatisfiedher。shesawinhisexpressionthegleamofanideathatshewasuneasyonherownaccount-thatshewasperhapseveninfear。Itshowedasuspicion,notahope,butsuchasitwasittoldherwhatshewantedtoknow。Notforaninstantshouldhesuspectherofdetectinginhisproposalofmarryingherstepdaughteranimplicationofincreasednearnesstoherself,orofthinkingit,onsuchabetrayal,ominous。Inthatbrief,extremelypersonalgaze,however,deepermeaningspassedbetweenthemthantheywereconsciousofatthemoment。

  MydearLordWarburton,shesaid,smiling,youmaydo,asfarasI’mconcerned,whatevercomesintoyourhead。

  Andwiththisshegotupandwanderedintotheadjoiningroom,where,withinhercompanion’sview,shewasimmediatelyaddressedbyapairofgentlemen,highpersonagesintheRomanworld,whometherasiftheyhadbeenlookingforher。Whileshetalkedwiththemshefoundherselfregrettingshehadmoved。itlookedalittlelikerunningaway-allthemoreasLordWarburtondidn’tfollowher。Shewasgladofthis,however,andatanyrateshewassatisfied。Shewassowellsatisfiedthatwhen,inpassingbackintotheball-room,shefoundEdwardRosierstillplantedinthedoorway,shestoppedandspoketohimagain。Youdidrightnottogoaway。I’vesomecomfortforyou。

  Ineedit,theyoungmansoftlywailed,whenIseeyousoawfullythickwithhim!

  Don’tspeakofhim。I’lldowhatIcanforyou。I’mafraiditwon’tbemuch,butwhatIcanI’lldo。

  Helookedatherwithgloomyobliqueness。Whathassuddenlybroughtyouround?

  Thesensethatyouareaninconvenienceindoorways!sheanswered,smilingasshepassedhim。Halfanhourlatershetookleave,withPansy,andatthefootofthestaircasethetwoladies,withmanyotherdepartingguests,waitedawhilefortheircarriage。justasitapproachedLordWarburtoncameoutofthehouseandassistedthemtoreachtheirvehicle。Hestoodamomentatthedoor,askingPansyifshehadamusedherself。andshe,havingansweredhim,fellbackwithalittleairoffatigue。ThenIsabel,atthewindow,detaininghimbyamovementofherfinger,murmuredgently:Don’tforgettosendyourlettertoherfather!

  CHAPTER44

  TheCountessGeminiwasoftenextremelybored-bored,inherownphrase,toextinction。Shehadnotbeenextinguished,however,andshestruggledbravelyenoughwithherdestiny,whichhadbeentomarryanunaccommodatingFlorentinewhoinsisteduponlivinginhisnativetown,whereheenjoyedsuchconsiderationasmightattachtoagentlemanwhosetalentforlosingatcardshadnotthemeritofbeingincidentaltoanobligingdisposition。TheCountGeminiwasnotlikedevenbythosewhowonfromhim。andheboreaname,which,havingameasurablevalueinFlorence,was,likethelocalcoinoftheoldItalianstates,withoutcurrencyinotherpartsofthepeninsula。InRomehewassimplyaverydullFlorentine,anditisnotremarkablethatheshouldnothavecaredtopayfrequentvisitstoaplacewhere,tocarryitoff,hisdulnessneededmoreexplanationthanwasconvenient。TheCountesslivedwithhereyesuponRome,anditwastheconstantgrievanceofherlifethatshehadnotanhabitationthere。Shewasashamedtosayhowseldomshehadbeenallowedtovisitthatcity。itscarcelymadethematterbetterthattherewereothermembersoftheFlorentinenobilitywhoneverhadbeenthereatall。

  Shewentwhenevershecould。thatwasallshecouldsay。Orrathernotall,butallshesaidshecouldsay。Infactshehadmuchmoretosayaboutit,andhadoftensetforththereasonswhyshehatedFlorenceandwishedtoendherdaysintheshadowofSaintPeter’s。

  Theyarereasons,however,thatdonotcloselyconcernus,andwereusuallysummedupinthedeclarationthatRome,inshort,wastheEternalCityandthatFlorencewassimplyaprettylittleplacelikeanyother。TheCountessapparentlyneededtoconnecttheideaofeternitywithheramusements。ShewasconvincedthatsocietywasinfinitelymoreinterestinginRome,whereyoumetcelebritiesallwinterateveningparties。AtFlorencetherewerenocelebrities。noneatleastthatonehadheardof。Sinceherbrother’smarriageherimpatiencehadgreatlyincreased。shewassosurehiswifehadamorebrilliantlifethanherself。ShewasnotsointellectualasIsabel,butshewasintellectualenoughtodojusticetoRome-nottotheruinsandthecatacombs,notevenperhapstothemonumentsandmuseums,thechurchceremoniesandthescenery。butcertainlytoalltherest。Sheheardagreatdealabouthersister-in-lawandknewperfectlythatIsabelwashavingabeautifultime。ShehadindeedseenitforherselfontheonlyoccasiononwhichshehadenjoyedthehospitalityofPalazzoRoccanera。Shehadspentaweekthereduringthefirstwinterofherbrother’smarriage,butshehadnotbeenencouragedtorenewthissatisfaction。Osmonddidn’twanther-thatshewasperfectlyawareof。butshewouldhavegoneallthesame,forafterallshedidn’tcaretwostrawsaboutOsmond。Itwasherhusbandwhowouldn’tlether,andthemoneyquestionwasalwaysatrouble。Isabelhadbeenverynice。theCountess,whohadlikedhersister-in-lawfromthefirst,hadnotbeenblindedbyenvytoIsabel’spersonalmerits。Shehadalwaysobservedthatshegotonbetterwithcleverwomenthanwithsillyoneslikeherself。thesillyonescouldneverunderstandherwisdom,whereasthecleverones-thereallycleverones-alwaysunderstoodhersilliness。Itappearedtoherthat,differentastheywereinappearanceandgeneralstyle,Isabelandshehadsomewhereapatchofcommongroundthattheywouldsettheirfeetuponatlast。Itwasnotverylarge,butitwasfirm,andtheyshouldbothknowitwhenoncetheyhadreallytouchedit。Andthenshelived,withMrs。Osmond,undertheinfluenceofapleasantsurprise。

  shewasconstantlyexpectingthatIsabelwouldlookdownonher,andsheasconstantlysawthisoperationpostponed。Sheaskedherselfwhenitwouldbegin,likefire-works,orLent,ortheoperaseason。notthatshecaredmuch,butshewonderedwhatkeptitinabeyance。Hersister-in-lawregardedherwithnonebutlevelglancesandexpressedforthepoorCountessaslittlecontemptasadmiration。InrealityIsabelwouldassoonhavethoughtofdespisingherasofpassingamoraljudgementonagrasshopper。Shewasnotindifferenttoherhusband’ssister,however。shewasratheralittleafraidofher。

  Shewonderedather。shethoughtherveryextraordinary。TheCountessseemedtohertohavenosoul。shewaslikeabrightrareshell,withapolishedsurfaceandaremarkablypinklip,inwhichsomethingwouldrattlewhenyoushookit。ThisrattlewasapparentlytheCountess’sspiritualprinciple,alittleloosenutthattumbledaboutinsideofher。Shewastoooddfordisdain,tooanomalousforcomparisons。IsabelwouldhaveinvitedheragaintherewasnoquestionofinvitingtheCount。butOsmond,afterhismarriage,hadnotscrupledtosayfranklythatAmywasafooloftheworstspecies-afoolwhosefollyhadtheirrepressibilityofgenius。Hesaidatanothertimethatshehadnoheart。andheaddedinamomentthatshehadgivenitallaway-insmallpieces,likeafrostedwedding-cake。ThefactofnothavingbeenaskedwasofcourseanotherobstacletotheCountess’sgoingagaintoRome。butattheperiodwithwhichthishistoryhasnowtodealshewasinreceiptofaninvitationtospendseveralweeksatPalazzoRoccanera。TheproposalhadcomefromOsmondhimself,whowrotetohissisterthatshemustbepreparedtobeveryquiet。WhetherornoshefoundinthisphraseallthemeaninghehadputintoitIamunabletosay。butsheacceptedtheinvitationonanyterms。Shewascurious,moreover。

  foroneoftheimpressionsofherformervisithadbeenthatherbrotherhadfoundhismatch。BeforethemarriageshehadbeensorryforIsabel,sosorryastohavehadseriousthoughts-ifanyoftheCountess’sthoughtswereserious-ofputtingheronherguard。Butshehadletthatpass,andafteralittleshewasreassured。Osmondwasasloftyasever,buthiswifewouldnotbeaneasyvictim。TheCountesswasnotveryexactatmeasurements,butitseemedtoherthatifIsabelshoulddrawherselfupshewouldbethetallerspiritofthetwo。WhatshewantedtolearnnowwaswhetherIsabelhaddrawnherselfup。itwouldgiveherimmensepleasuretoseeOsmondovertopped。

  SeveraldaysbeforeshewastostartforRomeaservantbroughtherthecardofavisitor-acardwiththesimplesuperscriptionHenriettaC。Stackpole。TheCountesspressedherfinger-tipstoherforehead。shedidn’tremembertohaveknownanysuchHenriettaasthat。TheservantthenremarkedthattheladyhadrequestedhimtosaythatiftheCountessshouldnotrecognizehernameshewouldknowherwellenoughonseeingher。BythetimesheappearedbeforehervisitorshehadinfactremindedherselfthattherewasoncealiteraryladyatMrs。Touchett’s。theonlywomanoflettersshehadeverencountered-thatistheonlymodernone,sinceshewasthedaughterofadefunctpoetess。SherecognizedMissStackpoleimmediately,themoresothatMissStackpoleseemedperfectlyunchanged。andtheCountess,whowasthoroughlygood-natured,thoughtitratherfinetobecalledonbyapersonofthatsortofdistinction。ShewonderedifMissStackpolehadcomeonaccountofhermother-whethershehadheardoftheAmericanCorinne。HermotherwasnotatalllikeIsabel’sfriend。theCountesscouldseeataglancethatthisladywasmuchmorecontemporary。andshereceivedanimpressionoftheimprovementsthatweretakingplace-chieflyindistantcountries-inthecharactertheprofessionalcharacterofliteraryladies。HermotherhadbeenusedtowearaRomanscarfthrownoverapairofshoulderstimorouslybaredoftheirtightblackvelvetohtheoldclothes!andagoldlaurel-wreathsetuponamultitudeofglossyringlets。Shehadspokensoftlyandvaguely,withtheaccentofherCreoleancestors,asshealwaysconfessed。

  shesighedagreatdealandwasnotatallenterprising。ButHenrietta,theCountesscouldsee,wasalwayscloselybuttonedandcompactlybraided。therewassomethingbriskandbusiness-likeinherappearance。hermannerwasalmostconscientiouslyfamiliar。Itwasasimpossibletoimagineherevervaguelysighingastoimaginealetterpostedwithoutitsaddress。TheCountesscouldnotbutfeelthatthecorrespondentoftheInterviewerwasmuchmoreinthemovementthantheAmericanCorinne。SheexplainedthatshehadcalledontheCountessbecauseshewastheonlypersonsheknewinFlorence,andthatwhenshevisitedaforeigncityshelikedtoseesomethingmorethansuperficialtravellers。SheknewMrs。Touchett,butMrs。TouchettwasinAmerica,andevenifshehadbeeninFlorenceHenriettawouldnothaveputherselfoutforher,sinceMrs。

  Touchettwasnotoneofheradmirations。

  DoyoumeanbythatthatIam?theCountessgraciouslyasked。

  Well,IlikeyoubetterthanIdoher,saidMissStackpole。I

  seemtorememberthatwhenIsawyoubeforeyouwereveryinteresting。

  Idon’tknowwhetheritwasanaccidentorwhetherit’syourusualstyle。AtanyrateIwasagooddealstruckwithwhatyousaid。Imadeuseofitafterwardsinprint。

  Dearme!criedtheCountess,staringandhalfalarmed。IhadnoideaIeversaidanythingremarkable!IwishIhadknownitatthetime。

  Itwasaboutthepositionofwomaninthiscity,MissStackpoleremarked。Youthrewagooddealoflightuponit。

  Thepositionofwoman’sveryuncomfortable。Isthatwhatyoumean?Andyouwroteitdownandpublishedit?theCountesswenton。

  Ah,doletmeseeit!

  I’llwritetothemtosendyouthepaperifyoulike,Henriettasaid。Ididn’tmentionyourname。Ionlysaidaladyofhighrank。

  AndthenIquotedyourviews。

  TheCountessthrewherselfhastilybackward,tossingupherclaspedhands。DoyouknowI’mrathersorryyoudidn’tmentionmyname?Ishouldhaveratherlikedtoseemynameinthepapers。I

  forgetwhatmyviewswere。Ihavesomany!ButI’mnotashamedofthem。I’mnotatalllikemybrother-Isupposeyouknowmybrother?Hethinksitakindofscandaltobeputinthepapers。ifyouweretoquotehimhe’dneverforgiveyou。

  Heneedn’tbeafraid。Ishallneverrefertohim,saidMissStackpolewithblanddryness。That’sanotherreason,sheadded,whyIwantedtocometoseeyou。YouknowMr。Osmondmarriedmydearestfriend。

  Ah,yes。youwereafriendofIsabel’s。IwastryingtothinkwhatIknewaboutyou。

  quitewillingtobeknownbythat,Henriettadeclared。Butthatisn’twhatyourbrotherlikestoknowmeby。HehastriedtobreakupmyrelationswithIsabel。

  Don’tpermitit,saidtheCountess。

  That’swhatIwanttotalkabout。I’mgoingtoRome。

  SoamI!theCountesscried。We’llgotogether。

  Withgreatpleasure。AndwhenIwriteaboutmyjourneyI’llmentionyoubynameasmycompanion。

  TheCountesssprangfromherchairandcameandsatonthesofabesidehervisitor。Ah,youmustsendmethepaper!Myhusbandwon’tlikeit,butheneedneverseeit。Besides,hedoesn’tknowhowtoread。

  Henrietta’slargeeyesbecameimmense。Doesn’tknowhowtoread?

  MayIputthatintomyletter?

  Intoyourletter?

  IntheInterviewer。That’smypaper。

  Ohyes,ifyoulike。withhisname。AreyougoingtostaywithIsabel?

  Henriettaheldupherhead,gazingalittleinsilenceatherhostess。Shehasnotaskedme。IwrotetoherIwascoming,andsheansweredthatshewouldengagearoomformeatapension。Shegavenoreason。

  TheCountesslistenedwithextremeinterest。Thereason’sOsmond,shepregnantlyremarked。

  Isabeloughttomakeastand,saidMissStackpole。I’mafraidshehaschangedagreatdeal。Itoldhershewould。

  I’msorrytohearit。Ihopedshewouldhaveherownway。Whydoesn’tmybrotherlikeyou?theCountessingenuouslyadded。

  Idon’tknowandIdon’tcare。He’sperfectlywelcomenottolikeme。Idon’twanteveryonetolikeme。Ishouldthinklessofmyselfifsomepeopledid。Ajournalistcan’thopetodomuchgoodunlesshegetsagooddealhated。that’sthewayheknowshowhisworkgoeson。Andit’sjustthesameforalady。ButIdidn’texpectitofIsabel。

  Doyoumeanthatshehatesyou?theCountessenquired。

  Idon’tknow。Iwanttosee。That’swhatI’mgoingtoRomefor。

  Dearme,whatatiresomeerrand!theCountessexclaimed。

  Shedoesn’twritetomeinthesameway。it’seasytoseethere’sadifference。Ifyouknowanything,MissStackpolewenton,Ishouldliketohearitbeforehand,soastodecideonthelineIshalltake。

  TheCountessthrustoutherunderlipandgaveagradualshrug。I

  knowverylittle。IseeandhearverylittleofOsmond。Hedoesn’tlikemeanybetterthanheappearstolikeyou。

  Yetyou’renotaladycorrespondent,saidHenriettapensively。

  Oh,hehasplentyofreasons。Neverthelessthey’veinvitedme-I’mtostayinthehouse!AndtheCountesssmiledalmostfiercely。herexultation,forthemoment,tooklittleaccountofMissStackpole’sdisappointment。

  Thislady,however,regardeditveryplacidly。Ishouldn’thavegoneifshehadaskedme。ThatisIthinkIshouldn’t。andI’mgladIhadn’ttomakeupmymind。Itwouldhavebeenaverydifficultquestion。Ishouldn’thavelikedtoturnawayfromher,andyetI

  shouldn’thavebeenhappyunderherroof。Apensionwillsuitmeverywell。Butthat’snotall。

  Rome’sverygoodjustnow,saidtheCountess。thereareallsortsofbrilliantpeople。DidyoueverhearofLordWarburton?

  Hearofhim?Iknowhimverywell。Doyouconsiderhimverybrilliant?Henriettaenquired。

  Idon’tknowhim,butI’mtoldhe’sextremelygrandseigneur。

  He’smakinglovetoIsabel。

  Makinglovetoher?

  SoI’mtold。Idon’tknowthedetails,saidtheCountesslightly。ButIsabel’sprettysafe。

  Henriettagazedearnestlyathercompanion。foramomentshesaidnothing。WhendoyougotoRome?sheenquiredabruptly。

  Notforaweek,I’mafraid。

  Ishallgoto-morrow,Henriettasaid。IthinkIhadbetternotwait。

  Dearme,I’msorry。I’mhavingsomedressesmade。I’mtoldIsabelreceivesimmensely。ButIshallseeyouthere。Ishallcallonyouatyourpension。Henriettasatstill-shewaslostinthought。andsuddenlytheCountesscried:Ah,butifyoudon’tgowithmeyoucan’tdescribeourjourney!

  MissStackpoleseemedunmovedbythisconsideration。shewasthinkingofsomethingelseandpresentlyexpressedit。I’mnotsurethatIunderstandyouaboutLordWarburton。

  Understandme?Imeanhe’sverynice,that’sall。

  Doyouconsideritnicetomakelovetomarriedwomen?Henriettaenquiredwithunprecedenteddistinctness。

  TheCountessstared,andthenwithalittleviolentlaugh:It’scertainallthenicemendoit。Getmarriedandyou’llsee!sheadded。

  Thatideawouldbeenoughtopreventme,saidMissStackpole。I

  shouldwantmyownhusband。Ishouldn’twantanyoneelse’s。DoyoumeanthatIsabel’sguilty-guilty-?Andshepausedalittle,choosingherexpression。

  DoImeanshe’sguilty?Ohdearno,notyet,Ihope。IonlymeanthatOsmond’sverytiresomeandthatLordWarburton,asIhear,isagreatdealatthehouse。I’mafraidyou’rescandalized。

  No,I’mjustanxious,Henriettasaid。

  Ah,you’renotverycomplimentarytoIsabel!Youshouldhavemoreconfidence。I’lltellyou,theCountessaddedquickly:ifitwillbeacomforttoyouIengagetodrawhimoff。

  MissStackpoleansweredatfirstonlywiththedeepersolemnityofhergaze。Youdon’tunderstandme,shesaidafterawhile。I

  haven’ttheideayouseemtosuppose。I’mnotafraidforIsabel-inthatway。I’monlyafraidshe’sunhappy-that’swhatIwanttogetat。

  TheCountessgaveadozenturnsofthehead。shelookedimpatientandsarcastic。Thatmayverywellbe。formypartIshouldliketoknowwhetherOsmondis。MissStackpolehadbegunalittletoboreher。

  Ifshe’sreallychangedthatmustbeatthebottomofit,

  Henriettawenton。

  You’llsee。she’lltellyou,saidtheCountess。

  Ah,shemaynottellme-that’swhatI’mafraidof!Well,ifOsmondisn’tamusinghimself-inhisownoldway-IflattermyselfI

  shalldiscoverit,theCountessrejoined。

  Idon’tcareforthat,saidHenrietta。

  Idoimmensely!IfIsabel’sunhappyI’mverysorryforher,butI

  can’thelpit。Imighttellhersomethingthatwouldmakeherworse,butIcan’ttellheranythingthatwouldconsoleher。Whatdidshegoandmarryhimfor?Ifshehadlistenedtomeshe’dhavegotridofhim。I’llforgiveher,however,ifIfindshehasmadethingshotforhim!IfshehassimplyallowedhimtotrampleuponherIdon’tknowthatIshallevenpityher。ButIdon’tthinkthat’sverylikely。

  Icountuponfindingthatifshe’smiserableshehasatleastmadehimso。

  Henriettagotup。theseseemedtoher,naturally,verydreadfulexpectations。ShehonestlybelievedshehadnodesiretoseeMr。

  Osmondunhappy。andindeedhecouldnotbe,forherthesubjectofaflightoffancy。ShewasonthewholeratherdisappointedintheCountess,whosemindmovedinanarrowercirclethanshehadimagined,thoughwithacapacityforcoarsenesseventhere。Itwillbebetteriftheyloveeachother,shesaidforedification。

  Theycan’t。Hecan’tloveanyone。

  Ipresumedthatwasthecase。ButitonlyaggravatesmyfearforIsabel。

  Ishallpositivelystartto-morrow。

  Isabelcertainlyhasdevotees,saidtheCountess,smilingveryvividly。

  IdeclareIdon’tpityher。

  ItmaybeIcan’tassisther,MissStackpolepursued,asifitwerewellnottohaveillusions。

  Youcanhavewantedto,atanyrate。that’ssomething。Ibelievethat’swhatyoucamefromAmericafor,theCountesssuddenlyadded。

  Yes,Iwantedtolookafterher,Henriettasaidserenely。

  Herhostessstoodtheresmilingatherwithsmallbrighteyesandaneager-lookingnose。withcheeksintoeachofwhichaflushhadcome。

  Ah,that’sverypretty-c’estbiengentil!Isn’titwhattheycallfriendship?

  Idon’tknowwhattheycallit。IthoughtIhadbettercome。

  She’sveryhappy-she’sveryfortunate,theCountesswenton。

  Shehasothersbesides。Andthenshebrokeoutpassionately。

  She’smorefortunatethanI!I’masunhappyasshe-I’veaverybadhusband。he’sagreatdealworsethanOsmond。AndI’venofriends。I

  thoughtIhad,butthey’regone。Noone,manorwoman,woulddoformewhatyou’vedoneforher。

  Henriettawastouched。therewasnatureinthisbittereffusion。Shegazedathercompanionamoment,andthen:Lookhere,Countess,I’lldoanythingforyouthatyoulike。I’llwaitoverandtravelwithyou。

  Nevermind,theCountessansweredwithaquickchangeoftone:

  onlydescribemeinthenewspaper!

  Henrietta,beforeleavingher,however,wasobligedtomakeherunderstandthatshecouldgivenofictitiousrepresentationofherjourneytoRome。MissStackpolewasastrictlyveraciousreporter。

  OnquittinghershetookthewaytotheLung’Arno,thesunnyquaybesidetheyellowriverwherethebright-facedinnsfamiliartotouristsstandallinarow。ShehadlearnedherwaybeforethisthroughthestreetsofFlorenceshewasveryquickinsuchmatters,andwasthereforeabletoturnwithgreatdecisionofstepoutofthelittlesquarewhichformstheapproachtothebridgeoftheHolyTrinity。Sheproceededtotheleft,towardthePonteVecchio,andstoppedinfrontofoneofthehotelswhichoverlookthatdelightfulstructure。Hereshedrewforthasmallpocket-book,tookfromitacardandapenciland,aftermeditatingamoment,wroteafewwords。

  Itisourprivilegetolookoverhershoulder,andifweexerciseitwemayreadthebriefquery:CouldIseeyouthiseveningforafewmomentsonaveryimportantmatter?HenriettaaddedthatsheshouldstartonthemorrowforRome。Armedwiththislittledocumentsheapproachedtheporter,whonowhadtakenuphisstationinthedoorway,andaskedifMr。Goodwoodwereathome。Theporterreplied,asportersalwaysreply,thathehadgoneoutabouttwentyminutesbefore。whereuponHenriettapresentedhercardandbeggeditmightbehandedhimonhisreturn。ShelefttheinnandpursuedhercoursealongthequaytothesevereporticooftheUffizi,throughwhichshepresentlyreachedtheentranceofthefamousgalleryofpaintings。

  Makingherwayin,sheascendedthehighstaircasewhichleadstotheupperchambers。Thelongcorridor,glazedononesideanddecoratedwithantiquebusts,whichgivesadmissiontotheseapartments,presentedanemptyvistainwhichthebrightwinterlighttwinkleduponthemarblefloor。Thegalleryisverycoldandduringthemidwinterweeksbutscantilyvisited。MissStackpolemayappearmoreardentinherquestofartisticbeautythanshehashithertostruckusasbeing,butshehadafterallherpreferencesandadmirations。OneofthelatterwasthelittleCorreggiooftheTribune-theVirginkneelingdownbeforethesacredinfant,wholiesinalitterofstraw,andclappingherhandstohimwhilehedelightedlylaughsandcrows。Henriettahadaspecialdevotiontothisintimatescene-shethoughtitthemostbeautifulpictureintheworld。

  Onherway,atpresent,fromNewYorktoRome,shewasspendingbutthreedaysinFlorence,andyetremindedherselfthattheymustnotelapsewithoutherpayinganothervisittoherfavouriteworkofart。Shehadagreatsenseofbeautyinallways,anditinvolvedagoodmanyintellectualobligations。ShewasabouttoturnintotheTribunewhenagentlemancameoutofit。whereuponshegavealittleexclamationandstoodbeforeCasparGoodwood。

  I’vejustbeenatyourhotel,shesaid。Ileftacardforyou。

  I’mverymuchhonoured,CasparGoodwoodansweredasifhereallymeantit。

  ItwasnottohonouryouIdidit。I’vecalledonyoubeforeandIknowyoudon’tlikeit。Itwastotalktoyoualittleaboutsomething。

  Helookedforamomentatthebuckleinherhat。Ishallbeverygladtohearwhatyouwishtosay。

  Youdon’tliketotalkwithme,saidHenrietta。ButIdon’tcareforthat。Idon’ttalkforyouramusement。Iwroteawordtoaskyoutocomeandseeme。butsinceI’vemetyouherethiswilldoaswell。

  Iwasjustgoingaway,Goodwoodstated。butofcourseI’llstop。

  Hewascivil,butnotenthusiastic。

  Henrietta,however,neverlookedforgreatprofessions,andshewassomuchinearnestthatshewasthankfulhewouldlistentoheronanyterms。Sheaskedhimfirst,nonetheless,ifhehadseenallthepictures。

  AllIwantto。I’vebeenhereanhour。

  Iwonderifyou’veseenmyCorreggio,saidHenrietta。Icameuponpurposetohavealookatit。ShewentintotheTribuneandheslowlyaccompaniedher。

  IsupposeI’veseenit,butIdidn’tknowitwasyours。Idon’trememberpictures-especiallythatsort。Shehadpointedoutherfavouritework,andheaskedherifitwasaboutCorreggioshewishedtotalkwithhim。

  No,saidHenrietta,it’saboutsomethinglessharmonious!Theythesmall,brilliantroom,asplendidcabinetoftreasures,tothemselves。therewasonlyacustodehoveringabouttheMediceanVenus。Iwantyoutodomeafavour,MissStackpolewenton。

  CasparGoodwoodfrownedalittle,butheexpressednoembarrassmentatthesenseofnotlookingeager。Hisfacewasthatofamucholdermanthanourearlierfriend。I’msureit’ssomethingIshan’tlike,hesaidratherloudly。

  No,Idon’tthinkyou’lllikeit。Ifyoudiditwouldbenofavour。

  Well,let’shearit,hewentoninthetoneofamanquiteconsciousofhispatience。

  Youmaysaythere’snoparticularreasonwhyyoushoulddomeafavour。IndeedIonlyknowofone:thefactthatifyou’dletmeI’dgladlydoyouone。Hersoft,exacttone,inwhichtherewasnoattemptateffect,hadanextremesincerity。andhercompanion,thoughhepresentedratherahardsurface,couldn’thelpbeingtouchedbyit。

  Whenhewastouchedherarelyshowedit,however,bytheusualsigns。heneitherblushed,norlookedaway,norlookedconscious。Heonlyfixedhisattentionmoredirectly。heseemedtoconsiderwithaddedfirmness。Henriettacontinuedthereforedisinterestedly,withoutthesenseofanadvantage。Imaysaynow,indeed-itseemsagoodtime-thatifI’veeverannoyedyouandIthinksometimesIhaveit’sbecauseIknewIwaswillingtosufferannoyanceforyou。I’vetroubledyou-doubtless。ButI’dtaketroubleforyou。

  Goodwoodhesitated。You’retakingtroublenow。

  Yes,Iam-some。Iwantyoutoconsiderwhetherit’sbetteronthewholethatyoushouldgotoRome。

  Ithoughtyouweregoingtosaythat!heansweredratherartlessly。Youhaveconsidereditthen?

  OfcourseIhave,verycarefully。I’velookedallroundit。

  OtherwiseIshouldn’thavecomesofarasthis。That’swhatIstayedinParistwomonthsfor。Iwasthinkingitover。

  I’mafraidyoudecidedasyouliked。Youdecideditwasbestbecauseyouweresomuchattracted。

  Bestforwhom,doyoumean?Goodwooddemanded。

  Well,foryourselffirst。ForMrs。Osmondnext。

  Oh,itwon’tdoheranygood!Idon’tflattermyselfthat。

  Won’titdohersomeharm?-that’sthequestion。

  Idon’tseewhatitwillmattertoher。I’mnothingtoMrs。Osmond。

  Butifyouwanttoknow,Idowanttoseehermyself。

  Yes,andthat’swhyyougo。

  Ofcourseitis。Couldtherebeabetterreason?

  Howwillithelpyou?-that’swhatIwanttoknow,saidMissStackpole。

  That’sjustwhatIcan’ttellyou。It’sjustwhatIwasthinkingaboutinParis。

  Itwillmakeyoumorediscontented。

  Whydoyousay’more’so?Goodwoodaskedrathersternly。HowdoyouknowI’mdiscontented?

  Well,saidHenrietta,hesitatingalittle,youseemnevertohavecaredforanother。

  HowdoyouknowwhatIcarefor?hecriedwithabigblush。

  JustnowIcaretogotoRome。

  Henriettalookedathiminsilence,withasadyetluminousexpression。Well,sheobservedatlast,IonlywantedtotellyouwhatIthink。Ihaditonmymind。Ofcourseyouthinkit’snoneofmybusiness。Butnothingisanyone’sbusinessonthatprinciple。

  It’sverykindofyou。I’mgreatlyobligedtoyouforyourinterest,saidCasparGoodwood。IshallgotoRomeandIshan’thurtMrs。Osmond。

  Youwon’thurther,perhaps。Butwillyouhelpher?-that’stherealissue。

  Issheinneedofhelp?heaskedslowly,withapenetratinglook。

  Mostwomenalwaysare,saidHenriettawithconscientiousevasivenessandgeneralizinglesshopefullythanusual。IfyougotoRome,sheadded,Ihopeyou’llbeatruefriend-notaselfishone!Andsheturnedoffandbegantolookatthepictures。

  CasparGoodwoodlethergoandstoodwatchingherwhileshewanderedroundtheroom。butafteramomentherejoinedher。You’veheardsomethingaboutherhere,hethenresumed。Ishouldliketoknowwhatyou’veheard。

  Henriettahadneverprevaricatedinherlife,and,thoughonthisoccasiontheremighthavebeenafitnessindoingso,shedecided,afterthinkingsomeminutes,tomakenosuperficialexception。Yes,I’veheard,sheanswered。butasIdon’twantyoutogotoRomeI

  won’ttellyou。

  Justasyouplease。Ishallseeformyself,hesaid。Theninconsistently,forhim,You’veheardshe’sunhappy!headded。

  Oh,youwon’tseethat!Henriettaexclaimed。

  Ihopenot。Whendoyoustart?

  To-morrow,bytheeveningtrain。Andyou?

  Goodwoodhungback。hehadnodesiretomakehisjourneytoRomeinMissStackpole’scompany。HisindifferencetothisadvantagewasnotofthesamecharacterasGilbertOsmond’s,butithadatthismomentanequaldistinctness。ItwasratheratributetoMissStackpole’svirtuesthanareferencetoherfaults。Hethoughtherveryremarkable,verybrilliant,andhehad,intheory,noobjectiontotheclasstowhichshebelonged。Ladycorrespondentsappearedtohimapartofthenaturalschemeofthingsinaprogressivecountry,andthoughheneverreadtheirlettershesupposedthattheyministeredsomehowtosocialprosperity。ButitwasthisveryeminenceoftheirpositionthatmadehimwishMissStackpoledidn’ttakesomuchforgranted。ShetookforgrantedthathewasalwaysreadyforsomeallusiontoMrs。Osmond。shehaddonesowhentheymetinParis,sixweeksafterhisarrivalinEurope,andshehadrepeatedtheassumptionwitheverysuccessiveopportunity。HehadnowishwhatevertoalludetoMrs。Osmond。hewasnotalwaysthinkingofher。hewasperfectlysureofthat。Hewasthemostreserved,theleastcolloquialofmen,andthisenquiringauthoresswasconstantlyflashingherlanternintothequietdarknessofhissoul。Hewishedshedidn’tcaresomuch。heevenwished,thoughitmightseemratherbrutalofhim,thatshewouldleavehimalone。Inspiteofthis,however,hejustnowmadeotherreflections-whichshowhowwidelydifferent,ineffect,hisill-humourwasfromGilbertOsmond’s。HedesiredtogoimmediatelytoRome。hewouldhavelikedtogoalone,inthenight-train。HehatedtheEuropeanrailway-carriages,inwhichonesatforhoursinavise,kneetokneeandnosetonosewithaforeignertowhomonepresentlyfoundone’sselfobjectingwithalltheaddedvehemenceofone’swishtohavethewindowopen。andiftheywereworseatnighteventhanbyday,atleastatnightonecouldsleepanddreamofanAmericansaloon-car。Buthecouldn’ttakeanight-trainwhenMissStackpolewasstartinginthemorning。itstruckhimthatthiswouldbeaninsulttoanunprotectedwoman。Norcouldhewaituntilaftershehadgoneunlessheshouldwaitlongerthanhehadpatiencefor。Itwouldn’tdotostartthenextday。Sheworriedhim。

  sheoppressedhim。theideaofspendingthedayinaEuropeanrailway-carriagewithherofferedacomplicationofirritations。

  Still,shewasaladytravellingalone。itwashisdutytoputhimselfoutforher。Therecouldbenotwoquestionsaboutthat。itwasaperfectlyclearnecessity。Helookedextremelygraveforsomemomentsandthensaid,whollywithouttheflourishofgallantrybutinatoneofextremedistinctness,Ofcourseifyou’regoingto-morrowI’llgotoo,asImaybeofassistancetoyou。

  Well,Mr。Goodwood,Ishouldhopeso!Henriettareturnedimperturbably。

  CHAPTER45

  IhavealreadyhadreasontosaythatIsabelknewherhusbandtobedispleasedbythecontinuanceofRalph’svisittoRome。Thatknowledgewasverypresenttoherasshewenttohercousin’shotelthedayaftershehadinvitedLordWarburtontogiveatangibleproofofhissincerity。andatthismoment,asatothers,shehadasufficientperceptionofthesourcesofOsmond’sopposition。Hewishedhertohavenofreedomofmind,andheknewperfectlywellthatRalphwasanapostleoffreedom。Itwasjustbecausehewasthis,Isabelsaidtoherself,thatitwasarefreshmenttogoandseehim。

  Itwillbeperceivedthatshepartookofthisrefreshmentinspiteofherhusband’saversiontoit,thatispartookofit,assheflatteredherself,discreetly。Shehadnotasyetundertakentoactindirectoppositiontohiswishes。hewasherappointedandinscribedmaster。shegazedatmomentswithasortofincredulousblanknessatthisfact。Itweigheduponherimagination,however。constantlypresenttohermindwereallthetraditionarydecenciesandsanctitiesofmarriage。Theideaofviolatingthemfilledherwithshameaswellaswithdread,forongivingherselfawayshehadlostsightofthiscontingencyintheperfectbeliefthatherhusband’sintentionswereasgenerousasherown。Sheseemedtosee,nonetheless,therapidapproachofthedaywhensheshouldhavetotakebacksomethingshehadsolemnlybestown。Suchaceremonywouldbeodiousandmonstrous。shetriedtoshuthereyestoitmeanwhile。Osmondwoulddonothingtohelpitbybeginningfirst。hewouldputthatburdenuponhertotheend。HehadnotyetformallyforbiddenhertocalluponRalph。butshefeltsurethatunlessRalphshouldverysoondepartthisprohibitionwouldcome。HowcouldpoorRalphdepart?Theweatherasyetmadeitimpossible。Shecouldperfectlyunderstandherhusband’swishfortheevent。shedidn’t,tobejust,seehowhecouldlikehertobewithhercousin。Ralphneversaidawordagainsthim,butOsmond’ssore,muteprotestwasnonethelessfounded。Ifheshouldpositivelyinterpose,ifheshouldputforthhisauthority,shewouldhavetodecide,andthatwouldn’tbeeasy。Theprospectmadeherheartbeatandhercheeksburn,asIsay,inadvance。thereweremomentswhen,inherwishtoavoidanopenrupture,shefoundherselfwishingRalphwouldstartevenatarisk。

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