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  ’No,indeed,notveryoften,’saidCrosbie,smiling。Whocantellwhohasnotfeltit,thepainthatgoeswiththeforcingofsuchsmiles?ButSirRafflewasnotanacutelyobservantperson,anddidnotseethatanythingwaswrong。

  ’Isupposeyou’redoingalittlebusiness?’saidSirRaffle。’Ifamanhaskeptatrifleofmoneybyhim,thiscertainlyisthetimeforturningit。Youhavealwaysbeenwideawakeaboutsuchthings。’

  ’No,indeed,’saidCrosbie。Ifhecouldonlymakeuphismindthathewouldshoothimself,woulditnotbeapleasantthingtoinflictsomecondignpunishmentonthisodiousmanbeforehelefttheworld?ButCrosbieknewthathewasnotgoingtoshoothimself,andheknewalsothathehadnopowerofinflictingcondignpunishmentonSirRaffleBuffle。Hecouldonlyhatetheman,andcursehiminwardly。

  ’Ah,ha!’saidSirRaffle。’Youwouldn’tbehereunlessyouknewwhereagoodthingistobepickedup。ButImustbeoff。I’montheRockyMountainCanalCompanyDirectory。I’mnotabovetakingmytwoguineasaday。Good—bye,myboy。RemembermetooldOptimist。’AndsoSirRafflepassedon,leavingCrosbiestillstandingatthecornerofthelane。

  Whatwashetodo?ThisinterruptionhadatleastseemedtodriveLilyfromhismind,andtosendhisideasbacktotheconsiderationofhispecuniarydifficulties。Hethoughtofhisownbank,aWest—Endestablishmentatwhichhewaspersonallyknowntomanyoftheclerks,andwherehehadbeenheretoforetreated,withgreatconsideration。Butoflatehisbalanceshadbeenverylow,andmorethanoncehehadbeenremindedthathehadoverdrawnhisaccount。HeknewwellthatthedistinguishedfirmofBounce,Bounce,andBouncewouldnotcashabillforhimorlendhimmoneywithoutsecurity。Hedidnotevendaretoaskthemtodoso。

  Onasuddenhejumpedintoacab,andwasdrivenbacktohisoffice。A

  thoughthadcomeuponhim。Hewouldthrowhimselfuponthekindnessofafriendthere。Hithertohehadcontrivedtoholdhisheadhighabovetheclerksbelowhim,sohighbeforetheCommissionerswhowereabovehim,thatnonetheresuspectedhimtobeamanindifficulty。Itnotseldomhappensthataman’scharacterstandstoohighforhisinterest——sohighthatitcannotbemaintained,andsohighthatanyfallwillbedangerous。AndsoitwaswithCrosbieandhischaracterattheGeneralCommittedOffice。ThemantowhomhewasnowthinkingofapplyingashisfriendwasacertainMrButterwell,whohadbeenhispredecessorinthesecretary’schair,andwhonowfilledthelessonerousbutmoredignifiedpositionofaCommissioner。MrCrosbiehadsomewhatdespisedMrButterwell,andhadoflateyearshadnotbeenaversetoshowingthathedidso。HehadsnubbedMrButterwell,andMrButterwell,driventohiswits’ends,hadtriedafallortwowithhim。InallthesestrugglesCrosbiehadhadthebestofit,andButterwellhadgonetothewall。

  Nevertheless,forthesakeofofficialdecency,andfromcertainwiseremembrancesofthesourcesofofficialcomfortandofficialdiscomfort,MrButterwallhadalwaysmaintainedashowofoutwardfriendshipwiththesecretary。Theysmiledandweregracious,calledeachotherButterwellandCrosbie,andabstainedfromallcat—and—dogabsurdities。

  Nevertheless,itwasthefrequentlyexpressedopinionofeveryclerkintheofficethatMrButterwellhatedMrCrosbielikepoison。ThiswasthemantowhomCrosbiesuddenlymadeuphismindthathewouldhaverecourse。

  Ashewasdrivenbacktotheofficeheresolvedthathewouldmakeaplungeatonceatthedifficulty。HeknewthatButterwellwasfairlyrich,andheknewalsothathewasgood—natured——withthatsortofsleepygood—naturewhichisnotactiveforphilanthropicpurposes,butwhichdislikestoincurthepainofrefusing。AndthenMrButterwellwasnervous,andifthethingwasmanagedwell,hemightbecheatedoutofanassent,beforetimehadbeengivenhiminwhichtopluckupcourageforrefusing。ButCrosbiedoubtedhisowncouragealso——fearingthatifhegavehimselftimeforhesitationhewouldhesitate,andthat,hesitating,hewouldfeeltheterribledisgraceofthethingandnotdoit。So,withoutgoingtohisowndesk,orriddinghimselfofhishat,hewentatoncetoButterwell’sroom。Whenheopenedthedoor,hefoundMrButterwellalone,readingTheTimes。’Butterwell,’saidhe,beginningtospeakbeforehehadevenclosedthedoor,’Ihavecometoyouingreatdistress。Iwonderwhetheryoucanhelpme;Iwantyoutolendmefivehundredpounds?Itmustbefornotlessthanthreemonths。’

  MrButterwelldroppedthepaperfromhishands,andstaredatthesecretaryoverhisspectacles。

  CHAPTERXLIV

  ’ISUPPOSEIMUSTLETYOUHAVEIT’

  CrosbiehadbeenpreparingtheexactwordswithwhichheassailedMrButterwellforthelastquarterofanhour,beforetheywereuttered。

  Thereisalwaysadifficultyinthechoice,notonlyofthewordswithwhichmoneyshouldbeborrowed,butofthefashionafterwhichtheyshouldbespoken。Thereistheslowdeliberatemanner,inusingwhichtheborrowerattemptstocarrythewished—forlenderalongwithhimbyforceofargument,andtoprovethatthedesiretoborrowshowsnoimprudenceonhisownpart,andthatatendencytolendwillshownoneonthepartoftheintendedlender。Itmaybesaidthatthismodefailsoftenerthananyother。Thereisthepiteousmanner——thepleaforcommiseration。’Mydearfellow,unlessyouwillseemethroughnow,uponmywordIshallbeverybadlyoff。’Andthismannermaybedividedagainintotwo。Thereisthepleapiteouswithalie,andthepleapiteouswithatruth。’Youshallhaveitagainintwomonthsassureasthesunrises。’Thatisgenerallythepleapiteouswithalie。Oritmaybeasfollows;’ItisonlyfairtosaythatIdon’tquiteknowwhenIcanpayitback。’Thisisthepleapiteouswithatruth,anduponthewholeI

  thinkthatthisisgenerallythemostsuccessfulmodeofborrowing。Andthereistheassureddemand——whichbetokensacloseintimacy。’Oldfellow,canyouletmehavethirtypounds?No?Justputyourname,then,onthebackofthis,andI’llgetitdoneintheCity。’Theworstofthatmanneris,thatthebillsooftendoesnotgetitselfdoneintheCity。Thenthereisthesuddenattack——thatbeingthemannertowhichCrosbiehadrecourseinthepresentinstance。Thatthereareothermodesofborrowingbymeansofwhichyouthbecomesindebtedtoage,andlovetorespect,andignorancetoexperience,isamatterofcourse。ItwillbeunderstoodthatIamherespeakingonlyofborrowingandlendingbetweentheButterwellsandCrosbiesoftheworld。’Ihavecometoyouingreatdistress,’saidCrosbie。’Iwonderwhetheryoucanhelpme。I

  wantyoutolendmefivehundredpounds。’MrButterwell,whenheheardthewords,droppedthepaperwhichhewasreadingfromhishand,andstaredatCrosbieoverhisspectacles。

  ’Yesitis——averylargesum。HalfthatiswhatIwantatonce;butI

  shallwanttheotherhalfinamonth。’

  ’Ithoughtthatyouwerealwayssomuchabovetheworldinmoneymatters。Graciousme;——nothingthatIhaveheardforalongtimehasastonishedmemore。Idon’tknowwhy,butIalwaysthoughtyouhadyourthingssoverysnug。’

  Crosbiewasawarethathehadmadeoneverygreatsteptowardssuccess。

  TheideahadbeenpresentedtoMrButterwell’smind,andhadnotbeeninstantlyrejectedasascandalouslyiniquitousidea,asanideatowhichnoreceptioncouldbegivenforamoment。Crosbiehadnotbeentreatedastheneedyknife—grinder,andhadgroundtostanduponwhileheurgedhisrequest。’Ihavebeensopressedsincemymarriage,’hesaid,’thatithasbeenimpossibleformetokeepthingsstraight。’

  ’ButLadyAlexandrina——’

  ’Yes,ofcourse;Iknow。Idonotliketotroubleyouwithmyprivateaffairs;——thereisnothing,Ithink,sobadaswashingone’sdirtylineninpublic;——butthetruthis,thatIamonlynowfreefromtherapacityoftheDeCourcys。YouwouldhardlybelievemeifItoldyouwhatI’vehadtopay。Whatdoyouthinkoftwohundredandforty—fivepoundsforbringingherbodyoverhere,andburyingitatDeCourcy?’

  ’I’dhaveleftitwhereitwas。’

  ’AndsowouldI。Youdon’tsupposeIorderedittobedone。Poordearthing。Ifitcoulddoheranygood,GodknowsIwouldnotbegrudgeit。

  Wehadabadtimeofitwhenweweretogether,butIwouldhavesparednothingforher,aliveordead,thatwasreasonable。Buttomakemepayforbringingthebodyoverhere,whenIneverhadashillingwithher!

  ByGeorge,itwastoobad。AndthatoafJohnDeCourcy——Ihadtopayhistravellingbilltoo。’

  ’Hedidn’tcometobeburied;——didhe?’

  ’It’stoodisgustingtotalkof,Butterwell;itisindeed。AndwhenI

  askedforhermoneythatwassettleduponme——itwasonlytwothousandpounds——theymademegotolaw,anditseemstherewasnotwothousandpoundstosettle。IfIlike,Icanhaveanotherlawsuitwiththesisters,whenthemotherisdead。Oh,Butterwell,Ihavemadesuchafoolofmyself。Ihavecometoshipwreck!Oh,Butterwell,ifyoucouldbutknowitall。’

  ’AreyoufreefromtheDeCourcysnow?’

  ’IoweGazebee,themanwhomarriedtheotherwoman,overathousandpounds。ButIpaythatoffattwohundredayear,andhehasapolicyonmylife。’

  ’Whatdoyouowethatfor?’

  ’Don’taskme。NotthatImindtellingyou;——furniture,andtheleaseofahouse,andhisbillforthemarriagesettlement,d——him。’

  ’Godblessme。Theyseemtohavebeenveryharduponyou。’

  ’Amandoesn’tmarryanearl’sdaughterfornothing,Butterwell。AndthentothinkwhatIlost!Itcan’tbehelpednow,youknow。Asamanmakeshisbedhemustlieonit。IamsometimessomadwithmyselfwhenIthinkoveritall——thatIshouldliketoblowmybrainsout。’

  ’Youmustnottalkthatway,Crosbie。Ihatetohearamantalklikethat。’

  ’Idon’tmeanthatIshall。I’mtoomuchofacoward,Ifancy。’Amanwhodesirestosoftenanotherman’sheartshouldalwaysabusehimself。

  Insofteningawoman’sheart,heshouldabuseher。’Butlifehasbeensobitterwithmeforthelastthreeyears!Ihaven’thadanhourofcomfort;——notanhour。Idon’tknowwhyIshouldtroubleyouwithallthisButterwell。Oh——aboutthemoney;yes;that’sjusthowIstand。I

  owedGazebeesomethingoverathousandpoundswhichisarrangedasI

  havetoldyou。Thenthereweredebts,duebymywife——atleastsomeofthemwere,Isuppose——andthathorrid,ghastlyfuneral——anddebts,I

  don’tdoubt,duebythecursedoldcountess。Atanyrate,togetmyselfclear,Iraisedsomethingoverfourhundredpounds,andnowIowefivewhichmustbepaid,parttomorrow,andtheremainderthisdaymonth。’

  ’Andyou’venosecurity?’

  ’Notarag,notashred,notaline,notanacre。There’smysalary,andafterpayingGazebeewhatcomesduetohim,Icanmanagetoletyouhavethemoneywithintwelvemonths——thatis,ifyoucanlendittome。

  Icanjustdothatandlive;andifyouwillassistmewiththemoney,I

  willdoso。That’swhatI’vebroughtmyselftobymyownfolly。’

  ’Fivehundredpoundsissuchalargesumofmoney。’

  ’Indeeditis。’

  ’Andwithoutanysecurity!’

  ’Iknow,Butterwell,thatI’venorighttoaskforit。Ifeelthat。OfcourseIshouldpayyouwhatinterestyouplease。’

  ’Money’saboutsevennow,’saidButterwell。

  ’I’venottheslightestobjectiontosevenpercent。,’saidCrosbie。

  ’Butthat’sonsecurity,’saidButterwell。

  ’Youcannameyourownterms,’saidCrosbie。

  MrButterwellgotoutofhischair,andwalkedabouttheroomwithhishandsinhispockets。HewasthinkingatthemomentofwhatMrsButterwellwouldsaytohim。’Willananswerdotomorrowmorning?’hesaid。’Iwouldmuchratherhaveittoday,’saidCrosbie。ThenMrButterwelltookanotherturnabouttheroom。’IsupposeImustletyouhaveit。’

  ’Butterwell,’saidCrosbie,’I’meternallyobligedtoyou。It’shardlytoomuchtosaythatyouhavesavedmefromruin。’

  ’OfcourseIwasjokingaboutinterest,’saidButterwell。’Fivepercent。istheproperthing。You’dbetterletmehavealittleacknowledgement。I’llgiveyouthefirsthalftomorrow。’

  TheyweregenuinetearswhichfilledCrosbie’seyes,asheseizedholdofthesenior’shands。’Butterwell,’hesaid,’whatamItosaytoyou?’

  ’Nothingatall——nothingatall。’

  ’YourkindnessmakesmefeelthatIoughtnottohavecometoyou。’

  ’Oh,nonsense。By—the—by,wouldyoumindtellingThompsontobringthosepaperstomewhichIgavehimyesterday?IpromisedOptimistI

  wouldreadthembeforethree,andit’spasttwonow。’Sosayinghesathimselfdownathistable,andCrosbiefeltthathewasboundtoleavetheroom。

  MrButterwell,whenhewasleftalone,didnotreadthepaperswhichThompsonbroughthim;butsaid,instead,thinkingofhisfivehundredpounds。’Justputthemdown,’hesaidtoThompson。Sothepaperswereputdown,andtheretheylayallthatdayandallthenext。ThenThompsontookthemawayagain,anditistobehopedthatsomebodyreadthem。Fivehundredpounds!Itwasalargesumofmoney,andCrosbiewasamanforwhomMrButterwellintruthfeltnoverystrongaffection。’Ofcoursehemusthaveitnow,’hesaidtohimself。’ButwhereshouldIbeifanythingshouldhappentohim?’AndthenherememberedthatMrsButterwellespeciallydislikedMrCrosbie——dislikedhimbecausesheknewthathesnubbedherhusband。’Butit’shardtorefuse,whenonemanhasknownanotherformorethantenyears。’Thenhecomfortedhimselfsomewhatwiththereflection,thatCrosbiewouldnodoubtmakehimselfmorepleasantforthefuturethanhehaddonelately,andwithasecondreflection,thatCrosbie’slifewasagoodlife——andwithathird,astohisowngreatgoodness,inassistingabrotherofficer。Nevertheless,ashesatlookingoutoftheomnibuswindow,onhisjourneyhometoPutney,hewasnotaltogethercomfortableinhismind。MrsButterwellwasaveryprudentwoman。

  ButCrosbiewasverycomfortableinhismindonthatafternoon。Hehadhardlydaredtohopeforsuccess,buthehadbeensuccessful。HehadnoteventhoughtofButterwellasapossiblefountainofsupply,tillhismindhadbeenbroughtbacktotheaffairsoftheoffice,bythevoiceofSirRaffleBuffleatthecornerofthestreet。Theideathathisbillwouldbedishonoured,andthattidingsofhisinsolvencywouldbeconveyedtotheCommissionersathisBoard,hadbeendreadfultohim。

  ThewayinwhichhehadbeentreatedbyMusselboroandDobbsBroughtonhadmadehimhateCitymen,andwhathesupposedtobeCityways。Nowtherehadcometohimareliefwhichsuddenlymadeeverythingfeellight。HecouldalmostthinkofMrMortimerGazebeewithoutdisgust。

  Perhapsafteralltheremightbesomehappinessyetinstoreforhim。

  MightitnotbepossiblethatLilywouldyetaccepthiminspiteofthechillingletter——thefreezingletterwhichhehadreceivedfromLily’smother?Ofonethinghewasquitecertain。Ifeverhehadtheopportunityofpleadinghisowncausewithher,hecertainlywouldtellhereverythingrespectinghismoneydifficulties。

  InthatlastresolveIthinkwemaysaythathewasright。IfLilywouldeverlistentohimagainatall,shecertainlywouldnotbedeterredfrommarryinghimbyhisownstoryofhisdebts。

  CHAPTERXLV

  LILYDALEGOESTOLONDON

  OnemorningtowardstheendofMarchthesquirerappedatthewindowofthedrawing—roomoftheSmallHouseinwhichMrsDaleandLilyweresitting。Hehadaletterinhishand,andbothLilyandhermotherknewthathehadcomedowntospeakaboutthecontentsoftheletter。Itwasalwaysasignofgood—humouronthesquire’spart,thisrappingatthewindow。Whenitbecamenecessarytohiminhisgloomymoodstoseehissister—in—law,hewouldwriteanotetoher,andshewouldgoacrosstohimattheGreatHouse。Atothertimes,if,asLilywouldsay,hewasjustthenneithersweetnorbitter,hewouldgoroundtothefrontdoorandknock,andbeadmittedafterthemannerofordinarypeople;butwhenhewasmindedtomakehimselfthoroughlypleasanthewouldcomeandrapatthedrawing—roomwindow,ashewasdoingnow。

  ’I’llletyouin,uncle;waitamoment,’saidLily,assheunboltedthewindowwhichopenedoutuponthelawn。’It’sdreadfullycold,socomeinasfastasyoucan。’

  ’It’snotcoldatall,’saidthesquire。’It’smorelikespringthananymorningwe’vehadyet。I’vebeensittingwithoutafire。’

  ’Youwon’tcatchuswithoutoneforthenexttwomonths;willhe,mamma?

  Youhavegotaletter,uncle。Isitforustosee?’

  ’Well——yes;I’vebroughtitdowntoshowyou。Mary,whatdoyouthinkisgoingtohappen?’

  AterribleideaoccurredtoMrsDaleatthatmoment,butshewasmuchtowisetogiveitexpression。Coulditbepossiblethatthesquirewasgoingtomakeafoolofhimselfandgetmarried?’Iamverybadatguessing,’saidMrsDale。’Youhadbettertellus。’

  ’Bernardisgoingtobemarried,’saidLily。

  ’Howdidyouknow?’saidthesquire。

  ’Ididn’tknow。Ionlyguessed。’

  ’Thenyou’veguessedright,’saidthesquire,alittleannoyedathavinghisnewsthustakenoutofhismouth。

  ’Iamsoglad,’saidMrsDale;’andIknowfromyourmannerthatyoulikethematch。’

  ’Well——yes。Idon’tknowtheyounglady,butIthinkthatuponthewholeIdolikeit。It’squitetime,youknow,thathegotmarried。’

  ’He’snotthirtyyet,’saidMrsDale。

  ’Hewillbeinamonthortwo。’

  ’Andwhoisit,uncle?’

  ’Well;——asyou’resogoodatguessing,Isupposeyoucanguessthat?’

  ’It’snotthatMissPartridgeheusedtotalkabout?’

  ’No;it’snotMissPartridge——I’mgladtosay。Idon’tbelievethatthePartridgeshaveashillingamongthem。’

  ’ThenIsupposeit’sanheiress,’saidMrsDale。

  ’No;notanheiress;butshewillhavesomemoneyofherown。AndshehadconnexionsinBarsetshire,whichmakesitpleasant。’

  ’ConnexionsinBarsetshire!Whocanitbe?’saidLily。

  ’HernameisEmilyDunstable,’saidthesquire,’andsheisthenieceofMissDunstablewhomarriedDrThorneandwholivesatChaldicotes。’

  ’Shewasthewomanwhohadmillionsuponmillions,’saidLily,’andallgotbysellingointment。’

  ’Newmindhowitwasgot,’saidthesquireangrily。’MissDunstablemarriedmostrespectably,andhasalwaysmadeamostexcellentuseofhermoney。’

  ’AndwillBernard’swifehaveallherfortune?’askedLily。

  ’Shewillhavetwentythousandpoundsthedayshemarries,andIsupposethatwillbeall。’

  ’Andquiteenough,too,’saidMrsDale。

  ’ItseemsthatoldMrDunstable,ashewascalled,who,asLilysays,soldtheointment,quarrelledwithhissonorwithhisson’swidow,andleftnothingeithertoherortoherchild。Themotherisdead,andtheaunt,DrThorne’swife,hasalwaysprovidedforthechild。That’showitis,andBernardisgoingtomarryher。TheyaretobemarriedatChaldicotesinMay。’

  ’Iamdelightedtohearit,’saidMrsDale。

  ’I’veknownDrThorneforthelastfortyyears;’andthesquirenowspokeinalowmelancholytone。’I’vewrittentohimtosaythattheyoungpeopleshallhavetheoldplaceuptheretothemselvesiftheylikeit。’

  ’What!Andturnyouout?’saidMrsDale。

  ’Thatwouldnotmatter,’saidthesquire。

  ’You’dhavetocomeandlivewithus,’saidLily,takinghimbythehand。

  ’Itdoesn’tmattermuchnowwhereIlive,’saidthesquire。

  ’Bernardwouldneverconsenttothat,’saidMrsDale。

  ’Iwonderwhethershewillaskmetobeabridesmaid?’saidLily。

  ’They’dsatthatChaldicotesissuchaprettyplace,andIshouldseealltheBarsetshirepeoplethatI’vebeenhearingaboutfromGrace。PoorGrace!IknowthattheGrantlysandtheThornesareveryintimate。FancyBernardhavingtwentythousandpoundsfromthemakingofointment!’

  ’Whatdoesitmatterwhereitcomesfrom?’saidthesquire,halfinanger。

  ’Notintheleast;onlyitsoundssoodd。Idohopeshe’sanicegirl。’

  ThenthesquireproducedaphotographofEmilyDunstablewhichhisnephewhadsenttohim,andtheyallpronouncedhertobeverypretty,verymuchlikealady,andtobeverygood—humoured。Thesquirewasevidentlypleasedwiththematch,andthereforetheladieswerepleasedalso。BernardDalewastheheirtotheestate,andhismarriagewasofcourseamatterofmoment;andasonsuchpropertiesasthatofAllingtonmoneyisalwayswanted,thesquiremaybeforgivenforthegreatimportancewhichheattachedtotheyounglady’sfortune。’Bernardcouldhardlyhavemarriedprudentlywithoutanymoney,’hesaid——’unlesshehadchosentowaittillIamgone。’

  ’Andthenhewouldhavebeentoooldtomarryatall,’saidLily。

  Butthesquire’sbudgetofnewshadnotyetbeenemptied。HetoldthemsoonafterwardsthathehimselfhadbeensummoneduptoLondon。Bernardhadwrittentohim,begginghimtocomeandseetheyounglady;andthefamilylawyerhadwrittenalso,sayingthathispresenceintownwouldbeverydesirable。’Itisverytroublesome,ofcourse;butIshallgo,’

  saidthesquire。’Itwilldoyouallthegoodintheworld,’saidMrsDale;’andofcourseyououghttoknowherpersonallybeforethemarriage。’Andthenthesquiremadeacleanbreastofitanddeclaredhisfullpurpose。’Iwasthinkingthat,perhaps,LilywouldnotobjecttogouptoLondonwithme。’

  ’Oh,uncleChristopher,Ishouldsolikeit,’saidLily。

  ’Ifyourmammadoesnotobject。’

  ’Mammaneverobjectstoanything。Ishouldliketoseeherobjectingtothat!’AndLilyshookherheadathermother。

  ’BernardsaysthatMissDunstableparticularlywantstoseeyou。’

  ’Doesshe,indeed?AndIparticularlywanttoseeMissDunstable。Hownice!Mamma,Idon’tthinkI’veeverbeeninLondonsinceIworeshortfrocks。Doyouremembertakingustothepantomime?Onlythinkhowmanyyearsagothatis。I’mquitesureit’stimethatBernardshouldgetmarried。Uncle,Ihopeyou’repreparedtotakemetotheplay。’

  ’Wemustseeaboutthat。’

  ’Andtheopera,andMadameTussaud,andtheHorticulturalGardens,andthenewconjurorwhomakesawomanlieuponnothing。TheideaofmygoingtoLondon!AndthenIsupposeIshallbeoneofthebridesmaids。I

  declareanewvistaoflifeisopeningouttome!Mamma,youmustn’tbedullwhileI’maway。Itwon’tbeverylong,Isuppose,uncle?’

  ’Aboutamonth,probably,’saidthesquire。

  ’Oh,mamma;whatwillyoudo?’

  ’Nevermindme,Lily。’

  ’YoumustgetBellandthechildrentocome。ButIcannotimaginelivingawayfromhomeamonth。Iwasneverawayfromhomeamonthinmylife。’

  AndLilydidgouptotownwithheruncle,twodaysonlyafterhavingbeenallowedtoherforherpreparations。Therewasverymuchfortothinkofinsuchajourney。ItwasnotonlythatshewouldseeEmilyDunstablewhowastobehercousin’swife,andthatshewouldgototheplayandvisitthenewconjurer’sentertainment,butthatshewouldbeinthesamecitybothwithAdolphusCrosbieandwithJohnEames。NothavingpersonalexperienceofthewidenessofLondon,andofthewildernesswhichitis——ofthedistancewhichissettherebetweenpersonswhoarenotpurposelybroughttogether——itseemedtoherfancyasthoughforthismonthofherabsencefromhomeshewouldbebroughtintoclosecontiguitywithbothherlovers。ShehadhithertofeltherselftobeatanyratesafeinherfortressatAllington。WhenCrosbiehadwrittentohermother,makingarenewedofferwhichhadbeenrejected,Lilyhadfeltthatshecertainlyneednotseehimunlessitpleasedhertodoso。HecouldhardlyforcehimselfuponheratAllington。AndastoJohnEames,thoughhewould,ofcourse,bewelcomeatAllingtonasoftenashepleasedtoshowhimself,stilltherewasasecurityintheplace。Shewassomuchathometherethatshecouldalwaysbethemistressoftheoccasion。SheknewthatshecouldtalktohimatAllingtonasthoughfromgroundhigherthanthatonwhichhestoodhimself;butshefeltthatthiswouldhardlybethecaseifsheshouldchancetomeethiminLondon。Crosbieprobablywouldnotcomeinherway。Crosbie,shethought——andsheblushedforthemansheloved,astheideacameacrosshermind——wouldbeafraidofmeetingheruncle。ButJohnEameswouldcertainlyfindher;andshewasledbytheexperienceoflatterdaystoimagethatJohnwouldnevercrossherpathwithoutrenewinghisattempts。

  Butshesaidnowordofthis,eventohermother。ShewascontentedtoconfineheroutspokenexpectationstoEmilyDunstable,andtheplay,andtheconjurer。’Thechancesaretentooneagainstmylikingher,mamma,’

  shesaid。

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