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business matters; and you shall be as happy as wealth and liberty
can make you。 We shall meet againsome day。

〃Adieu; my last love;

〃Sidney Trefusis。〃

〃Well?〃 cried Mrs。 Trefusis; observing through her tears that her
mother had read the letter and was contemplating it in a daze。

〃Well; certainly!〃 said Mrs。 Jansenius; with emphasis。 〃Do you
think he is quite sane; Henrietta? Or have you been plaguing him
for too much attention? Men are not willing to give up their
whole existence to their wives; even during the honeymoon。〃

〃He pretended that he was never happy out of my presence;〃 sobbed
Henrietta。 〃There never was anything so cruel。 I often wanted to
be by myself for a change; but I was afraid to hurt his feelings
by saying so。 And now he has no feelings。 But he must come back
to me。 Mustn't he; mamma?〃

〃He ought to。 I suppose he has not gone away with anyone?〃

Henrietta sprang up; her cheeks vivid scarlet。 〃If I thought that
I would pursue him to the end of the earth; and murder her。 But
no; he is not like anybody else。 He hates me! Everybody hates me!
You don't care whether I am deserted or not; nor papa; nor anyone
in this house。〃

Mrs。 Jansenius; still indifferent to her daughter's agitation;
considered a moment; and then said placidly:

〃You can do nothing until we hear from the solicitor。 In the
meantime you may stay with us; if you wish。 I did not expect a
visit from you so soon; but your room has not been used since you
went away。〃

Mrs。 Trefusis ceased crying; chilled by this first intimation
that her father's house was no longer her home。 A more real sense
of desolation came upon her。 Under its cold influence she began
to collect herself; and to feel her pride rising like a barrier
between her and her mother。

〃I won't stay long;〃 she said。 〃If his solicitor will not tell me
where he is; I will hunt through England for him。 I am sorry to
trouble you。〃

〃Oh; you will be no greater trouble than you have always been;〃
said Mrs。 Jansenius calmly; not displeased to see that her
daughter had taken the hint。 〃You had better go and wash your
face。 People may call; and I presume you don't wish to receive
them in that plight。 If you meet Arthur on the stairs; please
tell him he may come in。〃

Henrietta screwed her lips into a curious pout and withdrew。
Arthur then came in and stood at the window in sullen silence;
brooding over his recent expulsion。 Suddenly he exclaimed:
〃Here's papa; and it's not five o'clock yet!〃 whereupon his
mother sent him away again。

Mr。 Jansenius was a man of imposing presence; not yet in his
fiftieth year; but not far from it。 He moved with dignity;
bearing himself as if the contents of his massive brow were
precious。 His handsome aquiline nose and keen dark eyes
proclaimed his Jewish origin; of which he was ashamed。 Those who
did not know this naturally believed that he was proud of it; and
were at a loss to account for his permitting his children to be
educated as Christians。 Well instructed in business; and subject
to no emotion outside the love of family; respectability;
comfort; and money; he had maintained the capital inherited from
his father; and made it breed new capital in the usual way。 He
was a banker; and his object as such was to intercept and
appropriate the immense saving which the banking system effects;
and so; as far as possible; to leave the rest of the world
working just as hard as before banking was introduced。 But as the
world would not on these terms have banked at all; he had to give
them some of the saving as an inducement。 So they profited by the
saving as well as he; and he had the satisfaction of being at
once a wealthy citizen and a public benefactor; rich in comforts
and easy in conscience。

He entered the room quickly; and his wife saw that something had
vexed him。

〃Do you know what has happened; Ruth?〃 he said。

〃Yes。 She is upstairs。〃

Mr。 Jansenius stared。 〃Do you mean to say that she has left
already?〃 he said。 〃What business has she to come here?〃

〃It is natural enough。 Where else should she have gone?〃

Mr。 Jansenius; who mistrusted his own judgment when it differed
from that of his wife; replied slowly; 〃Why did she not go to her
mother?〃

Mrs。 Jansenius; puzzled in her turn; looked at him with cool
wonder; and remarked; 〃I am her mother; am I not?〃

〃I was not aware of it。 I am surprised to hear it; Ruth。 Have you
had a letter too〃 I have seen the letter。 But what do you mean by
telling me that you do not know I am Henrietta's mother? Are you
trying to be funny?〃

〃Henrietta! Is she here? Is this some fresh trouble?〃

〃I don't know。 What are you talking about?〃

〃I am talking about Agatha Wylie。〃

〃Oh! I was talking about Henrietta。〃

〃Well; what about Henrietta?〃

〃What about Agatha Wylie?〃

At this Mr。 Jansenius became exasperated; and he deemed it best
to relate what Henrietta had told her。 When she gave him
Trefusis's letter; he said; more calmly: 〃Misfortunes never come
singly。 Read that;〃 and handed her another letter; so that they
both began reading at the same time。

Mrs。 Jansenius read as follows:

〃Alton College; Lyvern。 

〃To Mrs。 Wylie; Acacia Lodge; Chiswick。

〃Dear Madam: I write with great regret to request that you will
at once withdraw Miss Wylie from Alton College。 In an
establishment like this; where restraint upon the liberty of the
students is reduced to a minimum; it is necessary that the small
degree of subordination which is absolutely indispensable be
acquiesced in by all without complaint or delay。 Miss Wylie has
failed to comply with this condition。 She has declared her wish
to leave; and has assumed an attitude towards myself and my
colleagues which we cannot; consistently with our duty to
ourselves and her fellow students; pass over。 If Miss Wylie has
any cause to complain of her treatment here; or of the step which
she has compelled us to take; she will doubtless make it known to
you。

〃Perhaps you will be so good as to communicate with Miss Wylie's
guardian; Mr。 Jansenius; with whom I shall be happy to make an
equitable arrangement respecting the fees which have been paid in
advance for the current term。

〃I am; dear madam;

〃Yours faithfully;

〃Maria Wilson。〃

〃A nice young lady; that!〃 said Mrs。 Jansenius。

〃I do not understand this;〃 said Mr。 Jansenius; reddening as he
took in the purport of his son…in…law's letter。 〃I will not
submit to it。 What does it mean; Ruth ?〃

〃I don't know。 Sidney is mad; I think; and his honeymoon has
brought his madness out。 But you must not let him throw Henrietta
on my hands again。〃

〃Mad! Does he think he can shirk his responsibility to his wife
because she is my daughter? Does he think; because his mother's
father was a baronet; that he can put Henrietta aside the moment
her society palls on him?〃

〃Oh; it's nothing of that sort。 He never thought of us。 But I
will make him think of us;〃 said Mr。 Jansenius; raising his voice
in great agitation。 〃He shall answer for it。〃

Just then Henrietta returned; and saw her father moving excitedly
to and fro; repeating; 〃He shall answer to me for this。 He shall
answer for it。〃

Mrs。 Jansenius frowned at her daughter to remain silent; and said
soothingly; 〃Don't lose your temper; John。〃

〃But I will lose my temper。 Insolent hound! Damned scoundrel!〃

〃He is not;〃 whimpered Henrietta; sitting down and taking out her
handkerchief。

〃Oh; come; come!〃 said Mrs。 Jansenius peremptorily; 〃we have had
enough crying。 Let us have no more of it。〃

Henrietta sprang up in a passion。 〃I will say and do as I
please;〃 she exclaimed。 〃I am a married woman; and I will receive
no orders。 And I will have my husband back again; no matter what
he does to hide himself。 Papa; won't you make him come back to
me? I am dying。 Promise that you will make him come back。〃

And; throwing herself upon her father's bosom; she postponed
further discussion by going into hysterics; and startling the
household by her screams。



CHAPTER III

One of the professors at Alton College was a Mrs。 Miller; an
old…fashioned schoolmistress who did not believe in Miss Wilson's
system of government by moral force; and carried it out under
protest。 Though not ill…natured; she was narrow…minded enough to
be in some degree contemptible; and was consequently prone to
suspect others of despising her。 She suspected Agatha in
particular; and treated her with disdainful curtness in such
intercourse as they hadit was fortunately little。 Agatha was
not hurt by this; for Mrs。 Miller was an unsympathetic woman; who
made no friends among the girls; and satisfied her affectionate
impulses by petting a large cat named Gracchus; but generally
called Bacchus by an endearing modification of the harsh initial
consonant。

One evening Mrs。 Miller; seated with Miss Wilson in the study;
correcting examination papers; heard in the distance a cry like
that of a cat in distress。 She ran to the door and listened。
Presently there arose a prolonged wail; slurring up through two
octaves; and subsiding again。 It was a true feline screech;
impossible to localize; but it was interrupted by a sob; a snarl;
a fierce spitting; and a scuffling; coming unmistakably from a
room on the floor beneath; in which; at that hour; the older
girls assembled for study。

〃My poor Gracchy!〃 exclaimed Mrs。 Miller; running downstairs as
fast as she could。 She found the room unusually quiet。 Every girl
was deep in study except Miss Carpenter; who; pretending to pick
up a fallen book; was purple with suppressed laughter and the
congestion caused by stooping。

〃Where is Miss Ward?〃 demanded Mrs。 Miller。

〃Miss Ward has gone for some astronomical diagrams in which we
are interested;〃 said Agatha; looking up gravely。 Just then Miss
Ward; diagrams in hand; entered。

〃Has that cat been in here?〃 she said; not seeing Mrs。 Miller;
and speaking in a tone expressive of antipathy to Gracchus。

Agatha started and drew up her ankles; as if fearful of having
them bitten。 Then; looking apprehensively under the desk; she
replied; 〃There is no cat here; Miss Ward。〃

〃There is one somewhere; I heard it;〃 said Miss Ward carelessly;
unrolling he

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