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extreme in low…toned converse; though they stood sufficiently
isolated from the others。 These had by this time been joined by
Colonel De Craye; and were all chatting in a groupof himself;
Willoughby horribly suspected。
Clara was gone from him! Gone! but he remembered his oath and
vowed it again: not to Horace de Craye! She was gone; lost; sunk
into the world of waters of rival men; and he determined that his
whole force should be used to keep her from that man; the false
friend who had supplanted him in her shallow heart; and might; if
he succeeded; boast of having done it by simply appearing on the
scene。
Willoughby intercepted Mrs。 Mountstuart as she was passing over to
Dr Middleton。 〃My dear lady! spare me a minute。〃
De Craye sauntered up; with a face of the friendliest humour:
〃Never was man like you; Willoughby; for shaking new patterns in a
kaleidoscope。〃
〃Have you turned punster; Horace?〃 Willoughby replied; smarting to
find yet another in the demon secret; and he draw Dr。 Middleton two
or three steps aside; and hurriedly begged him to abstain from
prosecuting the subject with Clara。
〃We must try to make her happy as we best can; sir。 She may have
her reasonsa young lady's reasons!〃 He laughed; and left the
Rev。 Doctor considering within himself under the arch of his lofty
frown of stupefaction。
De Craye smiled slyly and winningly as he shadowed a deep droop on
the bend of his head before Clara; signifying his absolute
devotion to her service; and this present good fruit for witness
of his merits。
She smiled sweetly though vaguely。 There was no concealment of
their intimacy。
〃The battle is over;〃 Vernon said quietly; when Willoughby had
walked some paces beside Mrs。 Mountstuart; adding: 〃You may expect
to see Mr。 Dale here。 He knows。〃
Vernon and Clara exchanged one look; hard on his part; in contrast
with her softness; and he proceeded to the house。 De Craye waited
for a word or a promising look。 He was patient; being
self…assured; and passed on。
Clara linked her arm with her father's once more; and said; on a
sudden brightness: 〃Sirius; papa!〃 〃 He repeated it in the
profoundest manner: 〃Sirius! And is there;〃 he asked; 〃a feminine
scintilla of sense in that?〃
〃It is the name of the star I was thinking of; dear papa。〃
〃It was the star observed by King Agamemnon before the sacrifice in
Aulis。 You were thinking of that? But; my love; my Iphigenia; you
have not a father who will insist on sacrificing you。〃
〃Did I hear him tell you to humour me; papa?〃
Dr Middleton humphed。
〃Verily the dog…star rages in many heads;〃 he responded。
CHAPTER XLIV
Dr Middleton: the Ladies Eleanor and Isabel: and Mr。 Dale
Clara looked up at the flying clouds。 She travelled with them now;
and tasted freedom; but she prudently forbore to vex her father;
she held herself in reserve。
They were summoned by the midday bell。
Few were speakers at the meal; few were eaters。 Clara was
impelled to join it by her desire to study Mrs。 Mountstuart's
face。 Willoughby was obliged to preside。 It was a meal of an
assembly of mutes and plates; that struck the ear like the
well…known sound of a collection of offerings in church after an
impressive exhortation from the pulpit。 A sally of Colonel De
Craye's met the reception given to a charity…boy's muffled burst
of animal spirits in the silence of the sacred edifice。 Willoughby
tried politics with Dr。 Middleton; whose regular appetite preserved
him from uncongenial speculations when the hour for appeasing it
had come; and he alone did honour to the dishes; replying to his
host:
〃Times are bad; you say; and we have a Ministry doing with us what
they will。 Well; sir; and that being so; and opposition a manner
of kicking them into greater stability; it is the time for wise
men to retire within themselves; with the steady determination of
the seed in the earth to grow。 Repose upon nature; sleep in firm
faith; and abide the seasons。 That is my counsel to the weaker
party。〃
The counsel was excellent; but it killed the topic。
Dr。 Middleton's appetite was watched for the signal to rise and
breathe freely; and such is the grace accorded to a good man of an
untroubled conscience engaged in doing his duty to himself; that
he perceived nothing of the general restlessness; he went through
the dishes calmly; and as calmly he quoted Milton to the ladies
Eleanor and Isabel; when the company sprung up all at once upon
his closing his repast。 Vernon was taken away from him by
Willoughby。 Mrs Mountstuart beckoned covertly to Clara。 Willoughby
should have had something to say to him; Dr。 Middleton thought: the
position was not clear。 But the situation was not disagreeable;
and he was in no serious hurry; though he wished to be
enlightened。
〃This;〃 Dr。 Middleton said to the spinster aunts; as he accompanied
them to the drawing…room; 〃shall be no lost day for me if I may
devote the remainder of it to you。〃
〃The thunder; we fear; is not remote;〃 murmured one。
〃We fear it is imminent;〃 sighed the other。
They took to chanting in alternation。
〃We are accustomed to peruse our Willoughby; and we know him
by a shadow。〃
〃From his infancy to his glorious youth and his established
manhood。〃
〃He was ever the soul of chivalry。〃
〃Duty: duty first。 The happiness of his family。 The well…being
of his dependants。〃
〃If proud of his name it was not an overweening pride; it was
founded in the conscious possession of exalted qualities。 He could
be humble when occasion called for it。〃
Dr Middleton bowed to the litany; feeling that occasion called
for humbleness from him。
〃Let us hope 。。。 !〃 he said; with unassumed penitence on behalf of
his inscrutable daughter。
The ladies resumed:
〃Vernon Whitford; not of his blood; is his brother!〃
〃A thousand instances! Laetitia Dale remembers them better than
we。〃
〃That any blow should strike him!〃
〃That another should be in store for him!〃
〃It seems impossible he can be quite misunderstood!〃
〃Let us hope 。。。 !〃 said Dr。 Middleton。
〃One would not deem it too much for the dispenser of goodness to
expect to be a little looked up to!〃
〃When he was a child he one day mounted a chair; and there he
stood in danger; would not let us touch him because he was taller
than we; and we were to gaze。 Do you remember him; Eleanor? 'I am
the sun of the house!' It was inimitable!〃
〃Your feelings; he would have your feelings! He was fourteen
when his cousin Grace Whitford married; and we lost him。 They had
been the greatest friends; and it was long before he appeared
among us。 He has never cared to see her since。〃
〃But he has
befriended her husband。 Never has he failed in generosity。 His
only fault is〃
〃His sensitiveness。 And that is〃
〃His secret。 And that〃
〃You are not to discover! It is the same with him in
manhood。 No one will accuse Willoughby Patterne of a deficiency of
manlinesss: but what is it?he suffers; as none suffer; if he is
not loved。 He himself is inalterably constant in affection。〃
〃What it is no one can say。 We have lived with him all his life;
and we know him ready to make any sacrifice; only; he does demand
the whole heart in return。 And if he doubts; he looks as we have
seen him to…day。〃
〃Shattered: as we have never seen him look before。〃
〃We will hope;〃 said Dr。 Middleton; this time hastily。 He tingled
to say; 〃what it was〃: he had it in him to solve perplexity in
their inquiry。 He did say; adopting familiar speech to suit the
theme; 〃You know; ladies; we English come of a rough stock。 A dose
of rough dealing in our youth does us no harm; braces us。
Otherwise we are likely to feel chilly: we grow too fine where
tenuity of stature is necessarily buffetted by gales; namely; in
our self…esteem。 We are barbarians; on a forcing soil of wealth;
in a conservatory of comfortable security; but still barbarians。
So; you see; we shine at our best when we are plucked out of that;
to where hard blows are given; in a state of war。 In a state of
war we are at home; our men are high…minded fellows; Scipios and
good legionaries。 In the state of peace we do not live in peace:
our native roughness breaks out in unexpected places; under
extraordinary aspectstyrannies; extravagances; domestic
exactions: and if we have not had sharp early training 。。。 within
and without 。。。 the old…fashioned island…instrument to drill into
us the civilization of our masters; the ancients; we show it by
running here and there to some excess。 Ahem。 Yet;〃 added the Rev。
Doctor; abandoning his effort to deliver a weighty truth obscurely
for the comprehension of dainty spinster ladies; the
superabundance of whom in England was in his opinion largely the
cause of our decay as a people; 〃Yet I have not observed this
ultra…sensitiveness in Willoughby。 He has borne to hear more than
I; certainly no example of the frailty; could have endured。〃
〃He concealed it;〃 said the ladies。 〃It is intense。〃
〃Then is it a disease?〃
〃It bears no explanation; it is mystic。〃
〃It is a cultus; then; a form of self…worship。〃
〃Self!〃 they ejaculated。 〃But is not Self indifferent to others?
Is it Self that craves for sympathy; love; and devotion?〃
〃He is an admirable host; ladies。〃
〃He is admirable in all respects。〃
〃Admirable must he be who can impress discerning women;
his life…long housemates; so favourably。 He is; I repeat; a
perfect host。〃
〃He will be a perfect husband。〃
〃In all probability。〃
〃It is a certainty。 Let him be loved and obeyed; he will be
guided。 That is the secret for her whom he so fatally loves。
That; if we had dared; we would have hinted to her。 She will rule
him through her love of him; and through him all about her。 And it
will not be a rule he submits to; but a love he accepts。 If she
could see it!〃
〃If she were a metaphysician!〃 sighed Dr。 Middleton。
〃But a sensitiveness so keen as his might〃
〃Fretted by an unsympathizing mate〃
〃In the end become; for the best of us is mortal〃
〃Callous!〃
〃He would feel perhaps as much〃
〃Or more!〃
〃He would still be tender〃
〃But he might grow outwardly hard!〃
Both ladies looked up at Dr。 Middleton; as the