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  ”Youarestillmywife,”saidSoames。Whyhesaidthat,whathemeantbyit,heknewneitherwhenhespokenorafter。Itwasatruismalmostpreposterous,butitseffectwasstartling。Sherosefromthewindow-seat,andstoodforamomentperfectlystill,lookingathim。Hecouldseeherbosomheaving。Thensheturnedtothewindowandthrewitopen。”Whydothat?”hesaidsharply。”You’llcatchcoldinthatdress。I’mnotdangerous。”Andheutteredalittlesadlaugh。

  Sheechoedit——faintly,bitterly。”Itwas——habit。””Ratheroddhabit,”saidSoamesasbitterly。”Shutthewindow!”

  Sheshutitandsatdownagain。Shehaddevelopedpower,thiswoman——this——wifeofhis!Hefeltitissuingfromherasshesatthere,inasortofarmour。Andalmostunconsciouslyheroseandmovednearer;hewantedtoseetheexpressiononherface。Hereyesmethisunflinching。Heavens!howcleartheywere,andwhatadarkbrownagainstthatwhiteskin,andthatburnt-amberhair!

  Andhowwhitehershoulders。

  Funnysensationthis!Heoughttohateher。”Youhadbettertellme,”hesaid;”it’stoyouradvantagetobefreeaswellastomine。Thatoldmatteristooold。””Ihavetoldyou。””Doyoumeantotellmetherehasbeennothing——nobody?””Nobody。Youmustgotoyourownlife。”

  Stungbythatretort,Soamesmovedtowardsthepianoandbacktothehearth,toandfro,ashehadbeenwontintheolddaysintheirdrawing-roomwhenhisfeelingsweretoomuchforhim。”Thatwon’tdo,”hesaid。”Youdesertedme。Incommonjusticeit’sforyou……”

  Hesawhershrugthosewhiteshoulders,heardhermurmur:”Yes。Whydidn’tyoudivorcemethen?ShouldIhavecared?”

  Hestopped,andlookedatherintentlywithasortofcuriosity。

  Whatonearthdidshedowithherself,ifshereallylivedquitealone?Andwhyhadhenotdivorcedher?Theoldfeelingthatshehadneverunderstoodhim,neverdonehimjustice,bithimwhilehestaredather。”Whycouldn’tyouhavemademeagoodwife?”hesaid。”Yes;itwasacrimetomarryyou。Ihavepaidforit。Youwillfindsomewayperhaps。Youneedn’tmindmyname,Ihavenonetolose。NowIthinkyouhadbettergo。”

  Asenseofdefeat——ofbeingdefraudedofhisself-justification,andofsomethingelsebeyondpowerofexplanationtohimself,besetSoameslikethebreathofacoldfog。Mechanicallyhereachedup,tookfromthemantel-shelfalittlechinabowl,reversedit,andsaid:”Lowestoft。Wheredidyougetthis?IboughtitsfellowatJobson’s。”And,visitedbythesuddenmemoryofhow,thosemanyyearsago,heandshehadboughtchinatogether,heremainedstaringatthelittlebowl,asifitcontainedallthepast。Hervoicerousedhim。”Takeit。Idon’twantit。”

  Soamesputitbackontheshelf。”Willyoushakehands?”hesaid。

  Afaintsmilecurvedherlips。Sheheldoutherhand。Itwascoldtohisratherfeverishtouch。’She’smadeofice,’hethought——

  ’shewasalwaysmadeofice!’Butevenasthatthoughtdartedthroughhim,hissenseswereassailedbytheperfumeofherdressandbody,asthoughthewarmthwithinher,whichhadneverbeenforhim,werestrugglingtoshowitspresence。Andheturnedonhisheel。Hewalkedoutandaway,asifsomeonewithawhipwereafterhim,notevenlookingforacab,gladoftheemptyEmbankmentandthecoldriver,andthethick-strewnshadowsoftheplane-treeleaves-confused,flurried,soreatheart,andvaguelydisturbed,asthoughhehadmadesomedeepmistakewhoseconsequenceshecouldnotforesee。Andthefantasticthoughtsuddenlyassailedhimifinsteadof,’Ithinkyouhadbettergo,’shehadsaid,’Ithinkyouhadbetterstay!’Whatshouldhehavefelt,whatwouldhehavedone?Thatcursedattractionofherwasthereforhimevennow,afteralltheseyearsofestrangementandbitterthoughts。Itwasthere,readytomounttohisheadatasign,atouch。’Iwasafooltogo!’hemuttered。’I’veadvancednothing。Whocouldimagine?Ineverthought!’Memory,flownbacktothefirstyearsofhismarriage,playedhimtorturingtricks。Shehadnotdeservedtokeepherbeauty——thebeautyhehadownedandknownsowell。Andakindofbitternessatthetenacityofhisownadmirationwelledupinhim。Mostmenwouldhavehatedthesightofher,asshehaddeserved。Shehadspoiledhislife,woundedhispridetodeath,defraudedhimofason。Andyetthemeresightofher,coldandresistingasever,hadthispowertoupsethimutterly!Itwassomedamnedmagnetismshehad!Andnowonderif,assheasserted;

  shehadliveduntouchedtheselasttwelveyears。SoBosinney——

  cursedbehismemory!——hadlivedonallthistimewithher!Soamescouldnottellwhetherhewasgladofthatknowledgeorno。

  NearinghisClubatlasthestoppedtobuyapaper。Aheadlineran:’Boersreportedtorepudiatesuzerainty!’Suzerainty!’Justlikeher!’hethought:’shealwaysdid。Suzerainty!Istillhaveitbyrights。Shemustbeawfullylonelyinthatwretchedlittleflat!’

  CHAPTERXII

  ONFORSYTE’CHANGE

  Soamesbelongedtotwoclubs,’TheConnoisseurs,’whichheputonhiscardsandseldomvisited,and’TheRemove,’whichhedidnotputonhiscardsandfrequented。HehadjoinedthisLiberalinstitutionfiveyearsago,havingmadesurethatitsmemberswerenownearlyallsoundConservativesinheartandpocket,ifnotinprinciple。UncleNicholashadputhimup。Thefinereading-roomwasdecoratedintheAdamstyle。

  OnenteringthateveningheglancedatthetapeforanynewsabouttheTransvaal,andnotedthatConsolsweredownseven-sixteenthssincethemorning。Hewasturningawaytoseekthereading-roomwhenavoicebehindhimsaid:”Well,Soames,thatwentoffallright。”

  ItwasUncleNicholas,inafrock-coatandhisspecialcut-awaycollar,withablacktiepassedthrougharing。Heavens!Howyounganddapperhelookedateighty-two!”IthinkRoger’dhavebeenpleased,”hisunclewenton。”Thethingwasverywelldone。Blackley’s?I’llmakeanoteofthem。

  Buxton’sdonemenogood。TheseBoersareupsettingme——thatfellowChamberlain’sdrivingthecountryintowar。Whatdoyouthink?””Boundtocome,”murmuredSoames。

  Nicholaspassedhishandoverhisthin,cleanshavencheeks,veryrosyafterhissummercure;aslightpouthadgatheredonhislips。

  ThisbusinesshadrevivedallhisLiberalprinciples。”Imistrustthatchap;he’sastormypetrel。House-propertywillgodownifthere’swar。You’llhavetroublewithRoger’sestate。

  Ioftentoldhimheoughttogetoutofsomeofhishouses。Hewasanopinionatedbeggar。”

  ’Therewasapairofyou!’thoughtSoames。Butheneverarguedwithanuncle,inthatwaypreservingtheiropinionofhimas’along-headedchap,’andthelegalcareoftheirproperty。”TheytellmeatTimothy’s,”saidNicholas,loweringhisvoice,”thatDartiehasgoneoffatlast。That’llbearelieftoyourfather。Hewasarottenegg。”

  AgainSoamesnodded。IftherewasasubjectonwhichtheForsytesreallyagreed,itwasthecharacterofMontagueDartie。”Youtakecare,”saidNicholas,”orhe’llturnupagain。Winifredhadbetterhavethetoothout,Ishouldsay。Nousepreservingwhat’sgonebad。”

  Soameslookedathimsideways。Hisnerves,exacerbatedbytheinterviewhehadjustcomethrough,disposedhimtoseeapersonalallusioninthosewords。”I’madvisingher,”hesaidshortly。”Well,”saidNicholas,”thebrougham’swaiting;Imustgethome。

  I’mverypoorly。Remembermetoyourfather。”

  Andhavingthusreconsecratedthetiesofblood,hepasseddownthestepsathisyouthfulgaitandwaswrappedintohisfurcoatbythejuniorporter。

  ’I’veneverknownUncleNicholasotherthan”verypoorly,”’musedSoames,’orseenhimlookotherthaneverlasting。Whatafamily!

  Judgingbyhim,I’vegotthirty-eightyearsofhealthbeforeme。

  Well,I’mnotgoingtowastethem。’Andgoingovertoamirrorhestoodlookingathisface。Exceptforalineortwo,andthreeorfourgreyhairsinhislittledarkmoustache,hadheagedanymorethanIrene?Theprimeoflife——heandsheintheveryprimeoflife!Andafantasticthoughtshotintohismind。Absurd!

  Idiotic!Butagainitcame。Andgenuinelyalarmedbytherecur-

  rence,asoneisbythesecondfitofshiveringwhichpresagesafeverishcold,hesatdownontheweighingmachine。Elevenstone!

  Hehadnotvariedtwopoundsintwentyyears。Whatagewasshe?

  Nearlythirty-seven——nottoooldtohaveachild——notatall!

  Thirty-sevenontheninthofnextmonth。Herememberedherbirthdaywell——hehadalwaysobserveditreligiously,eventhatlastbirthdaysosoonbeforeshelefthim,whenhewasalmostcertainshewasfaithless。Fourbirthdaysinhishouse。Hehadlookedforwardtothem,becausehisgiftshadmeantasemblanceofgratitude,acertainattemptatwarmth。Except,indeed,thatlastbirthday——whichhadtemptedhimtobetooreligious!Andheshiedawayinthought。Memoryheapsdeadleavesoncorpse-likedeeds,fromunderwhichtheydobutvaguelyoffendthesense。Andthenhethoughtsuddenly:’Icouldsendherapresentforherbirthday。

  Afterall,we’reChristians!Couldn’t!——couldn’twejoinupagain!’Andheutteredadeepsighsittingthere。Annette!Ah!

  butbetweenhimandAnnettewastheneedforthatwretcheddivorcesuit!Andhow?”Amancanalwaysworkthesethings,ifhe’lltakeitonhimself,”

  Jolyonhadsaid。

  Butwhyshouldhetakethescandalonhimselfwithhiswholecareerasapillarofthelawatstake?Itwasnotfair!Itwasquix-

  otic!Twelveyears’separationinwhichhehadtakennostepstofreehimselfputoutofcourtthepossibilityofusingherconductwithBosinneyasagroundfordivorcingher。Bydoingnothingtosecurereliefhehadacquiesced,eveniftheevidencecouldnowbegathered,whichwasmorethandoubtful。Besides,hisownpridewouldneverlethimusethatoldincident,hehadsufferedfromittoomuch。No!Nothingbutfreshmisconductonherpart——butshehaddeniedit;and——almost——hehadbelievedher。Hungup!Utterlyhungup!

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