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第20章

  'Yes,itisaverynicecountrytoramblein,'echoedheraunt,inmoderatetones。'Whendoyouintendtostart?'
  'Ishouldliketocrossto-night。Youmustgowithme,aunt;
  willyounot?'
  Mrs。Goodmanexpostulatedagainstsuchsuddenness。'Itwillredoubletherumoursthatareafloat,if,afterbeingsupposedill,youareseengoingoffbyrailwayperfectlywell。'
  'That'sacontingencywhichIamquitewillingtoruntheriskof。Well,itwouldberathersudden,asyousay,togoto-
  night。Butwe'llgoto-morrownightatlatest。'Undertheinfluenceofthedecisionsheboundeduplikeanelasticballandwenttotheglass,whichshowedalightinhereyethathadnotbeentherebeforethisresolutiontotravelinNormandyhadbeentaken。
  TheeveningandthenextmorningwerepassedinwritingafinalandkindlynoteofdismissaltoSirWilliamDeStancy,inmakingarrangementsforthejourney,andincommissioningHavilltotakeadvantageoftheirabsencebyemptyingcertainroomsoftheirfurniture,andrepairingtheirdilapidations——aworkwhich,withthatinhand,wouldcompletethesectionforwhichhehadbeenengaged。Mr。Wardlawhadleftthecastle;
  soalsohadCharlotte,byherownwish,herresidencetherehavingbeenfoundtoooppressivetoherselftobecontinuedforthepresent。AccompaniedbyMrs。Goodman,Milly,andClementine,theelderlyFrenchmaid,whostillremainedwiththem,PauladroveintoMarktoninthetwilightandtookthetraintoBudmouth。
  Whentheygottheretheyfoundthatanunpleasantbreezewasblowingoutatsea,thoughinlandithadbeencalmenough。
  Mrs。GoodmanproposedtostayatBudmouthtillthenextday,inhopethattheremightbesmoothwater;butanEnglishseaportinnbeingathingthatPauladislikedmorethanaroughpassage,shewouldnotlistentothiscounsel。Otherimpatientreasons,too,mighthaveweighedwithher。Whennightcametheirloomingmiseriesbegan。Paulafoundthatinadditiontoherowntroublesshehadthoseofthreeotherpeopletosupport;butshedidnotaudiblycomplain。
  'Paula,Paula,'saidMrs。Goodmanfrombeneathherloadofwretchedness,'whydidwethinkofundergoingthis?'
  AslightgleamofhumourcrossedPaula'snotparticularlybloomingface,assheanswered,'Ah,whyindeed?'
  'Whatistherealreason,mydear?ForGod'ssaketellme!'
  'ItbeginswithS。'
  'Well,Iwoulddoanythingforthatyoungmanshortofpersonalmartyrdom;butreallywhenitcomestothat——'
  'Don'tcriticizeme,auntie,andIwon'tcriticizeyou。'
  'Well,Iamopentocriticismjustnow,Iamsure,'saidheraunt,withagreensmile;andspeechwasagaindiscontinued。
  Themorningwasbrightandbeautiful,anditcouldagainbeseeninPaula'slooksthatshewasgladshehadcome,though,intakingtheirrestatCherbourg,fateconsignedthemtoanhotelbreathinganatmospherethatseemedspeciallycompoundedfordepressingthespiritsofayoungwoman;indeednothinghadparticularlyencouragedherthusfarinhersomewhatpeculiarschemeofsearchingoutandexpressingsorrowtoagentlemanforhavingbelievedthosewhotraducedhim;andthiscoupd'audacetowhichshehadcommittedherselfbegantolooksomewhatformidable。WheninEnglandtheplanoffollowinghimtoNormandyhadsuggesteditselfasthequickest,sweetest,andmosthonestwayofmakingamends;buthavingarrivedtheresheseemedfurtherofffromhissphereofexistencethanwhenshehadbeenatStancyCastle。Virtuallyshewas,forifhethoughtofheratall,heprobablythoughtofherthere;ifhesoughtherhewouldseekherthere。
  However,ashewouldprobablyneverdothelatter,itwasnecessarytogoon。Ithadbeenhersuddendreambeforestarting,tolightaccidentallyuponhiminsomeromanticoldtownofthisromanticoldprovince,butshehadbecomeawarethattherecordedfortuneofloversinthatrespectwasnottobetrustedtooimplicitly。
  Somerset'ssearchforherinthesouthwasnowinverselyimitated。BydiligentinquiryinCherbourgduringthegloomofevening,inthedisguiseofahoodedcloak,shelearntouttheplaceofhisstaywhilethere,andthathehadgonethencetoLisieux。WhatsheknewofthearchitecturalcharacterofLisieuxhalfguaranteedthetruthoftheinformation。WithouttellingherauntofthisdiscoverysheannouncedtothatladythatitwashergreatwishtogoonandseethebeautiesofLisieux。
  Butthoughherauntwassimple,therewereboundstohersimplicity。'Paula,'shesaid,withanundeceivableair,'I
  don'tthinkyoushouldrunafterayoungmanlikethis。
  Supposeheshouldn'tcareforyoubythistime。'
  Itwasnooccasionforfurtheraffectation。'IamSUREhewill,'answeredhernieceflatly。'Ihavenottheleastfearaboutit——norwouldyou,ifyouknewhowheis。Hewillforgivemeanything。'
  'Well,praydon'tshowyourselfforward。Somepeopleareapttoflyintoextremes。'
  Paulablushedatrifle,andreflected,andmadenoanswer。
  However,herpurposeseemednottobepermanentlyaffected,forthenextmorningshewasupbetimesandpreparingtodepart;andtheyproceededalmostwithoutstoppingtothearchitecturalcuriosity-townwhichhadsoquicklyinterestedher。Neverthelessherardentmannerofyesterdayunderwentaconsiderablechange,asifshehadafearthat,asherauntsuggested,inherendeavourtomakeamendsforcruelinjustice,shewasallowingherselftobecarriedtoofar。
  Onnearingtheplaceshesaid,'Aunt,Ithinkyouhadbettercalluponhim;andyouneednottellhimwehavecomeonpurpose。Lethimthink,ifhewill,thatweheardhewashere,andwouldnotleavewithoutseeinghim。YoucanalsotellhimthatIamanxioustoclearupamisunderstanding,andaskhimtocallatourhotel。'
  Butasshelookedoverthedrearysuburbanerectionswhichlinedtheroadfromtherailwaytotheoldquarterofthetown,itoccurredtoherthatSomersetwouldatthattimeofdaybeengagedinoneorotherofthemediaevalbuildingsthereabout,andthatitwouldbeamuchneaterthingtomeethimasifbychanceinoneoftheseedificesthantocalluponhimanywhere。Insteadofputtingupatanyhotel,theyleftthemaidsandbaggageatthestation;andhiringacarriage,Paulatoldthecoachmantodrivethemtosuchlikelyplacesasshecouldthinkof。
  'He'llneverforgiveyou,'saidheraunt,astheyrumbledintothetown。
  'Won'the?'saidPaula,withsoftfaith。'I'llseeaboutthat。'
  'Whatareyougoingtodowhenyoufindhim?Tellhimpoint-
  blankthatyouareinlovewithhim?'
  'Actinsuchamannerthathemaytellmeheisinlovewithme。'
  Theyfirstvisitedalargechurchattheupperendofasquarethatslopeditsgravelledsurfacetothewesternshine,andwasprickedoutwithlittleavenuesofyoungpollardlimes。
  ThechurchwithinwasonetomakeanyGothicarchitecttakelodgingsinitsvicinityforafortnight,thoughitwasjustnowcrowdedwithaforestofscaffoldingforrepairsinprogress。Mrs。Goodmansatdownoutside,andPaula,entering,tookawalkintheformofahorse-shoe;thatis,upthesouthaisle,roundtheapse,anddownthenorthside;butnofigureofamelancholyyoungmansketchingmethereyeanywhere。Thesunthatblazedinatthewestdoorwaysmoteherfaceassheemergedfrombeneathitandrevealedrealsadnessthere。
  'Thisisnotalltheoldarchitectureofthetownbyfar,'shesaidtoherauntwithanairofconfidence。'Coachman,drivetoSt。Jacques'。'
  HewasnotatSt。Jacques'。Lookingfromthewestendofthatbuildingthegirlobservedtheendofasteepnarrowstreetofantiquecharacter,whichseemedalikelyhaunt。BeckoningtoheraunttofollowintheflyPaulawalkeddownthestreet。
  ShewastransportedtotheMiddleAges。Itcontainedtheshopsoftinkers,braziers,bellows-menders,hollow-turners,andotherquaintesttrades,theirfrontsopentothestreetbeneathstoriesoftimberoverhangingsofaroneachsidethataslitofskywasleftatthetopforthelighttodescend,andnomore。Abluemistyobscuritypervadedtheatmosphere,intowhichthesunthrustobliquestavesoflight。Itwasastreetforamediaevalisttorevelin,tossuphishatandshouthurrahin,sendforhisluggage,comeandlivein,dieandbeburiedin。Shehadneversupposedsuchastreettoexistoutsidetheimaginationsofantiquarians。Smellsdirectfromthesixteenthcenturyhungintheairinalltheiroriginalintegrityandwithoutamoderntaint。ThefacesofthepeopleinthedoorwaysseemedthoseofindividualswhohabituallygazedonthegreatFrancis,andspokeofHenrytheEighthasthekingacrossthesea。
  SheinquiredofacoppersmithifanEnglishartisthadbeenseenherelately。Withasuddennessthatalmostdiscomfitedherheannouncedthatsuchamanhadbeenseen,sketchingahousejustbelow——the'VieuxManoirdeFrancoispremier。'
  Justturningtoseethatherauntwasfollowinginthefly,Paulaadvancedtothehouse。Thewoodframeworkofthelowerstorywasblackandvarnished;theupperstorywasbrownandnotvarnished;carvedfiguresofdragons,griffins,satyrs,andmermaidsswarmedoverthefront;anapestealingappleswasthesubjectofthiscantilever,amanundressingofthat。
  Thesefigureswerecloakedwithlittlecobwebswhichwavedinthebreeze,sothateachfigureseemedalive。
  Sheexaminedthewoodworkclosely;hereandthereshediscernedpencil-markswhichhadnodoubtbeenjottedthereonbySomersetaspointsofadmeasurement,inthewayshehadseenhimmarkthematthecastle。Somefragmentsofpaperlaybelow:therewerepencilledlinesonthem,andtheyboreastrongresemblancetoaspoiltleafofSomerset'ssketch-book。
  Paulaglancedup,andfromawindowaboveprotrudedanoldwoman'shead,which,withtheexceptionofthewhitehandkerchieftiedroundit,wassonearlyofthecolourofthecarvingsthatshemighteasilyhavepassedasofapiecewiththem。Theagedwomancontinuedmotionless,theremainsofhereyesbeingbentuponPaula,whoaskedherinEnglishwoman'sFrenchwherethesketcherhadgone。Withoutreplying,thecroneproducedahandandextendedfingerfromherside,andpointedtowardsthelowerendofthestreet。
  Paulawenton,thecarriagefollowingwithdifficulty,onaccountoftheobstructionsinthethoroughfare。Atbottom,thestreetabuttedonawideonewithcustomarymodernlifeflowingthroughit;andasshelooked,Somersetcrossedherfrontalongthisstreet,hurryingasifforawager。
  BythetimethatPaulahadreachedthebottomSomersetwasalongwaytotheleft,andsherecognizedtoherdismaythatthebusytransversestreetwasonewhichledtotherailway。
  Shequickenedherpacetoarun;hedidnotseeher;heevenwalkedfaster。Shelookedbehindforthecarriage。Thedriverinemergingfromthesixteenth-centurystreettothenineteenthhadapparentlyturnedtotheright,insteadoftotheleftasshehaddone,sothatheraunthadlostsightofher。However,shedarenotmindit,ifSomersetwouldbutlookback!Hepartlyturned,butnotfarenough,anditwasonlytohailapassingomnibusuponwhichshediscernedhisluggage。Somersetjumpedin,theomnibusdroveon,anddiminishedupthelongroad。Paulastoodhopelesslystill,andinafewminutespuffsofsteamshowedherthatthetrainhadgone。
  Sheturnedandwaited,thetwoorthreechildrenwhohadgatheredroundherlookingupsympathizinglyinherface。Heraunt,havingnowdiscoveredthedirectionofherflight,droveupandbeckonedtoher。
  'What'sthematter?'askedMrs。Goodmaninalarm。
  'Why?'
  'Thatyoushouldrunlikethat,andlooksowoebegone。'
  'Nothing:onlyIhavedecidednottostayinthistown。'
  'What!heisgone,Isuppose?'
  'Yes!'exclaimedPaula,withtearsofvexationinhereyes。
  'Itisn'teverymanwhogetsawomanofmypositiontorunafterhimonfoot,andalone,andheoughttohavelookedround!Drivetothestation;Iwanttomakeaninquiry。'
  Onreachingthestationsheaskedthebooking-clerksomequestions,andreturnedtoherauntwithacheerfulcountenance。'Mr。SomersethasonlygonetoCaen,'shesaid。
  'HeistheonlyEnglishmanwhowentbythistrain,sothereisnomistake。Thereisnoothertrainfortwohours。Wewillgoonthen——shallwe?'
  'Iamindifferent,'saidMrs。Goodman。'But,Paula,doyouthinkthisquiteright?Perhapsheisnotsoanxiousforyourforgivenessasyouthink。Perhapshesawyou,andwouldn'tstay。'
  Amomentarydismaycrossedherface,butitpassed,andsheanswered,'Aunt,that'snonsense。Iknowhimwellenough,andcanassureyouthatifhehadonlyknownIwasrunningafterhim,hewouldhavelookedroundsharplyenough,andwouldhavegivenhislittlefingerratherthanhavemissedme!Idon'tmakemyselfsosillyastorunafteragentlemanwithoutgoodgrounds,forIknowwellthatitisanundignifiedthingtodo。Indeed,Icouldneverhavethoughtofdoingit,ifIhadnotbeensomiserablyinthewrong!'
  II。
  ThateveningwhenthesunwasdroppingoutofsighttheystartedforthecityofSomerset'spilgrimage。Paulaseatedherselfwithherfacetowardthewesternsky,watchingfromherwindowthebroadredhorizon,acrosswhichmovedthinpoplarsloppedtohumanshapes,likethewalkingformsinNebuchadnezzar'sfurnace。ItwasdarkwhenthetravellersdroveintoCaen。
  ShestillpersistedinherwishtocasuallyencounterSomersetinsomeaisle,lady-chapel,orcrypttowhichhemighthavebetakenhimselftocopyandlearnthesecretofthegreatartistswhohaderectedthosenooks。Mrs。Goodmanwasfordiscoveringhisinn,andcallinguponhiminastraightforwardway;butPaulaseemedafraidofit,andtheywentoutinthemorningonfoot。FirsttheysearchedthechurchofSt。
  Sauveur;hewasnotthere;nextthechurchofSt。Jean;thenthechurchofSt。Pierre;buthedidnotrevealhimself,norhadanyvergerseenorheardofsuchaman。Outsidethelatterchurchwasapublicflower-garden,andshesatdowntoconsiderbesidearoundpoolinwhichwater-liliesgrewandgold-fishswam,nearbedsoffierygeraniums,dahlias,andverbenasjustpasttheirbloom。Herenterprisehadnotbeenjustifiedbyitsresultssofar;butmeditationstillurgedhertolistentothelittlevoicewithinandpushon。Sheaccordinglyrejoinedheraunt,andtheydroveupthehilltotheAbbayeauxDames,thedaybythistimehavinggrownhotandoppressive。
  Thechurchseemedabsolutelyempty,thevoidbeingemphasizedbyitsgratefulcoolness。Butongoingtowardstheeastendtheyperceivedabaldgentlemanclosetothescreen,lookingtotherightandtotheleftasifmuchperplexed。Paulamerelyglancedoverhim,hisbackbeingtowardher,andturningtoherauntsaidsoftly,'Iwonderhowwegetintothechoir?'
  'That'sjustwhatIamwondering,'saidtheoldgentleman,abruptlyfacinground,andPauladiscoveredthatthecountenancewasnotunfamiliartohereye。SinceknowingSomersetshehadaddedtohergalleryofcelebritiesaphotographofhisfather,theAcademician,andheitwasnowwhoconfrontedher。
  Forthemomentembarrassment,duetocomplicatedfeelings,broughtaslightblushtohercheek,butbeingwellawarethathedidnotknowher,sheanswered,coollyenough,'Isupposewemustasksomeone。'
  'Andwecertainlywouldiftherewereanyonetoask,'hesaid,stilllookingeastward,andnotmuchather。'Ihavebeenherealongtime,butnobodycomes。NotthatIwanttogetinonmyownaccount;forthoughitisthirtyyearssinceIlastsetfootinthisplace,Irememberitasifitwerebutyesterday。'
  'Indeed。Ihaveneverbeenherebefore,'saidPaula。
  'Naturally。ButIamlookingforayoungmanwhoismakingsketchesinsomeofthesebuildings,anditisaslikelyasnotthatheisinthecryptunderthischoir,foritisjustsuchout-of-the-waynooksthatheprefers。Itisveryprovokingthatheshouldnothavetoldmemoredistinctlyinhisletterwheretofindhim。'
  Mrs。Goodman,whohadgonetomakeinquiries,nowcameback,andinformedthemthatshehadlearntthatitwasnecessarytopassthroughtheHotel-Dieutothechoir,todowhichtheymustgooutside。Thereupontheywalkedontogether,andMr。
  Somerset,quiteignoringhistroubles,maderemarksuponthebeautyofthearchitecture;andinabsenceofmind,byreasoneitherofthesubject,orofhislistener,retainedhishatinhishandafteremergingfromthechurch,whiletheywalkedallthewayacrossthePlaceandintotheHospitalgardens。
  'Averycivilman,'saidMrs。GoodmantoPaulaprivately。
  'Yes,'saidPaula,whohadnottoldherauntthatsherecognizedhim。
  OneoftheSistersnowprecededthemtowardsthechoirandcrypt,Mr。SomersetaskingherifayoungEnglishmanwasorhadbeensketchingthere。Onreceivingareplyinthenegative,Paulanearlybetrayedherselfbyturning,asifherbusinessthere,too,endedwiththeinformation。However,shewentonagain,andmadeapretenceoflookinground,Mr。
  Somersetalsostayinginaspiritoffriendlyattentiontohiscountrywomen。Theydidnotpartfromhimtilltheyhadcomeoutfromthecrypt,andagainreachedthewestfront,ontheirwaytowhichheadditionallyexplainedthatitwashissonhewaslookingfor,whohadarrangedtomeethimhere,buthadmentionednoinnatwhichhemightbeexpected。
  Whenhehadleftthem,Paulainformedherauntwhosecompanytheyhadbeensharing。HerauntbeganexpostulatingwithPaulafornottellingMr。Somersetwhattheyhadseenofhisson'smovements。'Itwouldhaveeasedhismindatleast,'shesaid。
  'IwasnotboundtoeasehismindattheexpenseofshowingwhatIwouldratherconceal。Iamcontinuallyhamperedinsuchgenerosityasthatbythecircumstanceofbeingawoman!'
  'Well,itisgettingtoolatetosearchfurthertonight。'
  Itwasindeedalmosteveningtwilightinthestreets,thoughthegracefulfreestonespirestoadepthofabouttwentyfeetfromtheirsummitswerestilldyedwiththeorangetintsofavanishingsun。Thetworelativesdinedprivatelyasusual,afterwhichPaulalookedoutofthewindowofherroom,andreflectedupontheeventsoftheday。Atowerrisingintotheskyquitenearathandshowedherthatsomechurchorotherstoodwithinafewstepsofthehotelarchway,andsayingnothingtoMrs。Goodman,shequietlycloakedherself,andwentouttowardsit,apparentlywiththeviewofdisposingofaportionofadulldispiritingevening。Thechurchwasopen,andonenteringshefoundthatitwasonlylightedbysevencandlesburningbeforethealtarofachapelonthesouthside,themassofthebuildingbeingindeepshade。
  Motionlessoutlines,whichresolvedthemselvesintotheformsofkneelingwomen,weredarklyvisibleamongthechairs,andinthetriforiumabovethearcadestherewasonehithertounnoticedradiance,dimasthatofaglow-worminthegrass。
  Itwasseeminglytheeffectofasolitarytallow-candlebehindthemasonry。
  Apriestcamein,unlockedthedoorofaconfessionalwithaclickwhichsoundedinthesilence,andenteredit;awomanfollowed,disappearedwithinthecurtainofthesame,emergingagaininaboutfiveminutes,followedbythepriest,wholockeduphisdoorwithanotherloudclick,likeatradesmanfullofbusiness,andcamedowntheaisletogoout。Inthelobbyhespoketoanotherwoman,whoreplied,'Ah,oui,Monsieurl'Abbe!'
  Twowomenhavingspokentohim,therecouldbenoharminathirddoinglikewise。'Monsieurl'Abbe,'saidPaulainFrench,'couldyouindicatetomethestairsofthetriforium?'andshesignifiedherreasonforwishingtoknowbypointingtotheglimmeringlightabove。
  'Ah,heisafriendofyours,theEnglishman?'pleasantlysaidthepriest,recognizinghernationality;andtakinghertoalittledoorheconductedherupastonestaircase,atthetopofwhichheshowedherthelongblindstoryovertheaislearcheswhichledroundtowherethelightwas。Cautioninghernottostumbleovertheunevenfloor,heleftheranddescended。HiswordshadsignifiedthatSomersetwashere。
  Itwasagloomyplaceenoughthatshefoundherselfin,butthesevencandlesbelowontheoppositealtar,andafaintskylightfromtheclerestory,lentenoughraystoguideher。
  Paulawalkedontothebendoftheapse:herewereafewchairs,andtheoriginofthelight。
  Thiswasacandlestuckattheendofasharpenedstick,thelatterenteringajointinthestones。Ayoungmanwassketchingbytheglimmer。Buttherewasnoneedfortheblushwhichhadprepareditselfbeforehand;theyoungmanwasMr。
  Cockton,Somerset'syoungestdraughtsman。
  Paulacouldhavecriedaloudwithdisappointment。CocktonrecognizedMissPower,andappearingmuchsurprised,rosefromhisseatwithabow,andsaidhastily,'Mr。Somersetleftto-
  day。'
  'Ididnotaskforhim,'saidPaula。
  'No,MissPower:butIthought——'
  'Yes,yes——youknow,ofcourse,thathehasbeenmyarchitect。
  Well,ithappensthatIshouldliketoseehim,ifhecancallonme。Whichwaydidhego?'
  'He'sgonetoEtretat。'
  'Whatfor?TherearenoabbeystosketchatEtretat。'
  Cocktonlookedatthepointofhispencil,andwithahesitatingmotionofhislipanswered,'Mr。Somersetsaidhewastired。'
  'Ofwhat?'
  'Hesaidhewassickandtiredofholyplaces,andwouldgotosomewickedspotorother,togetthatconsolationwhichholinesscouldnotgive。ButheonlysaiditcasuallytoKnowles,andperhapshedidnotmeanit。'
  'Knowlesisheretoo?'
  'Yes,MissPower,andBowles。Mr。SomersethasbeenkindenoughtogiveusachanceofenlargingourknowledgeofFrenchEarly-pointed,andpayshalftheexpenses。'
  Paulasaidafewotherthingstotheyoungman,walkedslowlyroundthetriforiumasifshehadcometoexamineit,andreturneddownthestaircase。Ongettingbacktothehotelshetoldheraunt,whohadjustbeenhavinganap,thatnextdaytheywouldgotoEtretatforachange。
  'Why?TherearenooldchurchesatEtretat。'
  'No。ButIamsickandtiredofholyplaces,andwanttogotosomewickedspotorothertofindthatconsolationwhichholinesscannotgive。'
  'Forshame,Paula!NowIknowwhatitis;youhaveheardthathe'sgonethere!Youneedn'ttrytoblindme。'
  'Idon'tcarewherehe'sgone!'criedPaulapetulantly。Inamoment,however,shesmiledatherself,andadded,'Youmusttakethatforwhatitisworth。Ihavemadeupmymindtolethimknowfrommyownlipshowthemisunderstandingarose。
  Thatdone,Ishallleavehim,andprobablyneverseehimagain。Myconsciencewillbeclear。'
  ThenextdaytheytookthesteamboatdowntheOrne,intendingtoreachEtretatbywayofHavre。Justastheyweremovingoffanelderlygentlemanunderalargewhitesunshade,andcarryinghishatinhishand,wasseenleisurelywalkingdownthewharfatsomedistance,butobviouslymakingfortheboat。
  'Agentleman!'saidthemate。
  'Whoishe?'saidthecaptain。
  'AnEnglish,'saidClementine。
  Nobodyknewmore,butasleisurewastheorderofthedaytheengineswerestopped,onthechanceofhisbeingapassenger,andalleyeswerebentuponhiminconjecture。Hedisappearedandreappearedfrombehindapileofmerchandiseandapproachedtheboatataneasypace,whereuponthegangwaywasreplaced,andhecameonboard,removinghishattoPaula,quietlythankingthecaptainforstopping,andsayingtoMrs。
  Goodman,'Iamnicelyintime。'
  ItwasMr。Somersettheelder,whobydegreesinformedourtravellers,assittingontheircamp-stoolstheyadvancedbetweenthegreenbanksborderedbyelms,thathewasgoingtoEtretat;thattheyoungmanhehadspokenofyesterdayhadgonetothatromanticwatering-placeinsteadofstudyingartatCaen,andthathewasgoingtojoinhimthere。
  Paulapreservedanentiresilenceastoherownintentions,partlyfromnaturalreticence,andpartly,asitappeared,fromthedifficultyofexplainingacomplicationwhichwasnotverycleartoherself。AtHavretheypartedfromMr。
  Somerset,anddidnotseehimagaintilltheyweredrivingoverthehillstowardsEtretatinacarriageandfour,whenthewhiteumbrellabecamevisiblefaraheadamongtheoutsidepassengersofthecoachtothesameplace。Inashorttimetheyhadpassedandcutinbeforethisvehicle,butsoonbecameawarethattheircarriage,likethecoach,wasoneofastragglingprocessionofconveyances,somemileandahalfinlength,allboundforthevillagebetweenthecliffs。
  Indescendingthelonghillshadedbylime-treeswhichshelteredtheirplaceofdestination,thisprocessionclosedup,andtheyperceivedthatallthevisitorsandnativepopulationhadturnedouttowelcomethem,thedailyarrivalofnewsojournersatthishourbeingthechiefexcitementofEtretat。Thecoachwhichhadprecededthemalltheway,atmoreorlessremoteness,wasnowquiteclose,andinpassingalongthevillagestreettheysawMr。Somersetwavehishandtosomebodyinthecrowdbelow。Afelthatwaswavedintheairinresponse,thecoachsweptintotheinn-yard,followedbytheidlers,andalldisappeared。Paula'sfacewascrimsonastheirowncarriagesweptroundintheoppositedirectiontotherivalinn。
  Onceinherroomshebreathedlikeapersonwhohadfinishedalongchase。Theydidnotgodownbeforedinner,butwhenitwasalmostdarkPaulabeggedheraunttowrapherselfupandcomewithhertotheshorehardby。Thebeachwasdeserted,everybodybeingattheCasino;thegatestoodinvitinglyopen,andtheywentin。Herethebrilliantlylitterracewascrowdedwithpromenaders,andoutsidetheyellowpalings,surmountedbyitsrowoflamps,rosethevoiceoftheinvisiblesea。Groupsofpeopleweresittingundertheverandah,thewomenmostlyinwraps,fortheairwasgrowingchilly。Throughthewindowsattheirbackananimatedscenediscloseditselfintheshapeofaroom-fullofwaltzers,thestrainsofthebandstrivingintheearformasteryoverthesoundsofthesea。Thedancerscameroundacoupleatatime,andwereindividuallyvisibletothosepeoplewithoutwhochosetolookthatway,whichwaswhatPauladid。
  'Comeaway,comeaway!'shesuddenlysaid。'Itisnotrightforustobehere。'
  Herexclamationhaditsorigininwhatshehadatthatmomentseenwithin,thespectacleofMr。GeorgeSomersetwhirlingroundtheroomwithayoungladyofuncertainnationalitybutpleasingfigure。Paulawasnotaccustomedtoshowthewhitefeathertooclearly,butshesoonhadpassedoutthroughthoseyellowgatesandretreated,tillthemixedmusicofseaandbandhadresolvedintothatoftheseaalone。
  'Well!'saidheraunt,halfinsoliloquy,'doyouknowwhoI
  sawdancingthere,Paula?OurMr。Somerset,ifIdon'tmakeagreatmistake!'
  'Itwaslikelyenoughthatyoudid,'sedatelyrepliedherniece。'HeleftCaenwiththeintentionofseekingdistractionsofalighterkindthanthosefurnishedbyart,andhehasmerelysucceededinfindingthem。Buthehasmademydutyratheradifficultone。Still,itwasmyduty,forI
  verygreatlywrongedhim。Perhaps,however,Ihavedoneenoughforhonour'ssake。IwouldhavehumiliatedmyselfbyanapologyifIhadfoundhiminanyothersituation;but,ofcourse,onecan'theexpectedtotakeMUCHtroublewhenheisseengoingonlikethat!'
  Thecoolnesswithwhichshebeganherremarkshaddevelopedintosomethinglikewarmthassheconcluded。
  'Heisonlydancingwithaladyheprobablyknowsverywell。'
  'Hedoesn'tknowher!Theideaofhisdancingwithawomanofthatdescription!Wewillgoawaytomorrow。Thisplacehasbeengreatlyover-praised。'
  'Theplaceiswellenough,asfarasIcansee。'
  'Heiscarryingouthisprogrammetotheletter。Heplungesintoexcitementinthemostrecklessmanner,andItremblefortheconsequences!Icandonomore:Ihavehumiliatedmyselfintofollowinghim,believingthatingivingtooreadycredencetoappearancesIhadbeennarrowandinhuman,andhadcausedhimmuchmisery。Buthedoesnotmind,andhehasnomisery;heseemsjustaswellasever。Howmuchthisfindinghimhascostme!Afterall,Ididnotdeceivehim。Hemusthaveacquiredanaturalaversionforme。Ihaveallowedmyselftobeinterestedinamanofverycommonqualities,andamnowbitterlyalivetotheshameofhavingsoughthimout。
  Iheartilydetesthim!Iwillgoback——aunt,youareright——I
  hadnobusinesstocome……Hislightconducthasrenderedhimuninterestingtome!'
  III。
  Whensherosethenextmorningthebellwasclangingforthesecondbreakfast,andpeoplewerepouringinfromthebeachineveryvarietyofattire。Paula,whomarestlessnighthadleftwithaheadache,which,however,shesaidnothingabout,wasreluctanttoemergefromtheseclusionofherchamber,tillheraunt,discoveringwhatwasthematterwithher,suggestedthatafewminutesintheopenairwouldrefreshher;andtheywentdownstairsintothehotelgardens。
  Theclatterofthebigbreakfastwithinwasaudiblefromthisspot,andthenoiseseemedsuddenlytoinspiritPaula,whoproposedtoenter。Herauntassented。Intheverandahunderwhichtheypassedwasarustichat-standintheformofatree,uponwhichhatsandotherbody-gearhunglikebunchesoffruit。Paula'seyefelluponafelthattowhichasmallblock-bookwasattachedbyastring。Sheknewthathatandblock-bookwell,andturningtoMrs。Goodmansaid,'Afterall,Idon'twantthebreakfasttheyarehaving:letusorderoneofourownasusual。Andwe'llhaveithere。'
  Sheledontowheresomelittletableswereplacedunderthetallshrubs,followedbyheraunt,whowasinturnfollowedbytheproprietressofthehotel,thatladyhavingdiscoveredfromtheFrenchmaidthattherewasgoodreasonforpayingtheseladiesamplepersonalattention。
  'Isthegentlemantowhomthatsketch-bookbelongsstayinghere?'Paulacarelesslyinquired,assheindicatedtheobjectonthehat-stand。
  'Ah,no!'deploredtheproprietress。'TheHotelwasfullwhenMr。Somersetcame。HestaysatacottagebeyondtheRueAnicetBourgeois:heonlyhashismealshere。'
  Paulahadtakenherseatunderthefuchsia-treesinsuchamannerthatshecouldobservealltheexitsfromthesalleamanger;butforthepresentnoneofthebreakfastersemerged,theonlymovingobjectsonthescenebeingthewaitresseswhoranhitherandthitheracrossthecourt,thecook'sassistantswithbasketsoflongbread,andthelaundresseswithbasketsofsun-bleachedlinen。Furtherbacktowardstheinn-yard,stablemenwereputtinginthehorsesforstartingtheflysandcoachestoLesIfs,thenearestrailway-station。
  'SupposetheSomersetsshouldbegoingoffbyoneoftheseconveyances,'saidMrs。Goodmanasshesippedhertea。
  'Well,aunt,thentheymust,'repliedtheyoungerladywithcomposure。
  Neverthelessshelookedwithsomemisgivingattheneareststablemanasheledoutfourwhitehorses,harnessedthem,andleisurelybroughtabrushwithwhichhebeganblackingtheiryellowhoofs。Allthevehicleswerereadyatthedoorbythetimebreakfastwasover,andtheinmatessoonturnedout,sometomounttheomnibusesandcarriages,sometorambleontheadjacentbeach,sometoclimbtheverdantslopes,andsometomakeforthecliffsthatshutinthevale。Thefuchsia-treeswhichshelteredPaula'sbreakfast-tablefromtheblazeofthesun,alsoscreeneditfromtheeyesoftheoutpouringcompany,andshesatonwithherauntinperfectcomfort,tillamongthelastofthestreamcameSomersetandhisfather。Paulareddenedatbeingsoneartheformeratlast。Itwaswithsensiblereliefthatsheobservedthemturntowardsthecliffsandnottothecarriages,andthussignifythattheywerenotgoingoffthatday。
  Neitherofthetwosawtheladies,andwhenthelatterhadfinishedtheirteaandcoffeetheyfollowedtotheshore,wheretheysatfornearlyanhour,readingandwatchingthebathers。Atlengthfootstepscrunchedamongthepebblesintheirvicinity,andlookingoutfromhersunshadePaulasawthetwoSomersetscloseathand。
  Theelderrecognizedher,andtheyounger,observinghisfather'sactionofcourtesy,turnedhishead。ItwasarevelationtoPaula,forshewasshockedtoseethatheappearedwornandill。Theexpressionofhisfacechangedatsightofher,increasingitsshadeofpaleness;butheimmediatelywithdrewhiseyesandpassedby。
  Somersetwasasmuchsurprisedatencounteringherthusasshehadbeendistressedtoseehim。Assoonastheywereoutofhearing,heaskedhisfatherquietly,'Whatstrangethingisthis,thatLadyDeStancyshouldbehereandherhusbandnotwithher?Didshebowtome,ortoyou?'
  'LadyDeStancy——thatyounglady?'askedthepuzzledpainter。
  Heproceededtoexplainallheknew;thatshewasayoungladyhehadmetonhisjourneyattwoorthreedifferenttimes;
  moreover,thatifshewerehisson'sclient——thewomanwhowastohavebecomeLadyDeStancy——shewasMissPowerstill;forhehadseeninsomenewspapertwodaysbeforeleavingEnglandthattheweddinghadbeenpostponedonaccountofherillness。
  Somersetwassogreatlymovedthathecouldhardlyspeakconnectedlytohisfatherastheypacedontogether。'Butsheisnotill,asfarasIcansee,'hesaid。'Theweddingpostponed?——Youaresurethewordwaspostponed?——Wasitbrokenoff?'
  'No,itwaspostponed。Imeanttohavetoldyoubefore,knowingyouwouldbeinterestedasthecastlearchitect;butitslippedmymemoryinthebustleofarriving。'
  'Iamnotthecastlearchitect。'
  'Thedevilyouarenot——whatareyouthen?'
  'Well,Iamnotthat。'
  Somersettheelder,thoughnotofpenetratingnature,begantoseethatherelayanemotionalcomplicationofsomesort,andreservedfurtherinquirytillamoreconvenientoccasion。
  Theyhadreachedtheendofthelevelbeachwherethecliffbegantorise,andasthisimpedimentnaturallystoppedtheirwalktheyretracedtheirsteps。OnagainnearingthespotwherePaulaandherauntweresitting,thepainterwouldhavedeviatedtothehotel;butashissonpersistedingoingstraighton,induecoursetheywereoppositetheladiesagain。BythistimeMissPower,whohadappearedanxiousduringtheirabsence,regainedherself-control。Goingtowardsheroldlovershesaid,withasmile,'Ihavebeenlookingforyou!'
  'Whyhaveyoubeendoingthat?'saidSomerset,inavoicewhichhefailedtokeepassteadyashecouldwish。
  'Because——Iwantsomearchitecttocontinuetherestoration。
  Doyouwithdrawyourresignation?'
  Somersetappearedunabletodecideforafewinstants。'Yes,'
  hethenanswered。
  ForthemomenttheyhadignoredthepresenceofthepainterandMrs。Goodman,butSomersetnowmadethemknowntooneanother,andtherewasfriendlyintercourseallround。
  'Whenwillyoubeabletoresumeoperationsatthecastle?'
  sheasked,assoonasshecouldagainspeakdirectlytoSomerset。
  'AssoonasIcangetback。OfcourseIonlyresumeitatyourspecialrequest。'
  'Ofcourse。'Toonewhohadknownallthecircumstancesitwouldhaveseemedathousandpitiesthat,afteragaingettingfacetofacewithhim,shedidnotexplain,withoutdelay,thewholemischiefthathadseparatedthem。Butshedidnotdoit——perhapsfromtheinherentawkwardnessofsuchatopicatthisidletime。Sheconfinedherselfsimplytotheabove-
  mentionedbusiness-likerequest,andwhenthepartyhadwalkedafewstepstogethertheyseparated,withmutualpromisestomeetagain。
  'Ihopeyouhaveexplainedyourmistaketohim,andhowitarose,andeverything?'saidherauntwhentheywerealone。
  'No,Ididnot。'
  'What,notexplainafterall?'saidheramazedrelative。
  'Idecidedtoputitoff。'
  'ThenIthinkyoudecidedverywrongly。Pooryoungman,helookedsoill!'
  'Didyou,too,thinkhelookedill?Buthedancedlastnight。
  Whydidhedance?'SheturnedandgazedregretfullyatthecornerroundwhichtheSomersetshaddisappeared。
  'Idon'tknowwhyhedanced;butifIhadknownyouweregoingtobesosilent,Iwouldhaveexplainedthemistakemyself。'
  'Iwishyouhad。Butno;IhavesaidIwould;andImust。'
  Paula'savoidanceoftablesd'hotedidnotextendtothepresentone。Itwasquitewithalacritythatshewentdown;
  andwithherentrytheantecedenthotelbeautywhohadreignedforthelastfivedaysatthatmeal,wasunceremoniouslydeposedbytheguests。Mr。Somersettheeldercamein,butnobodywithhim。HisseatwasonPaula'slefthand,Mrs。
  GoodmanbeingonPaula'sright,sothatalltheconversationwasbetweentheAcademicianandtheyoungerlady。Whenthelatterhadagainretiredupstairswithheraunt,Mrs。GoodmanexpressedregretthatyoungMr。Somersetwasabsentfromthetable。'Whyhashekeptaway?'sheasked。
  'Idon'tknow——Ididn'task,'saidPaulasadly。'Perhapshedoesn'tcaretomeetusagain。'
  'That'sbecauseyoudidn'texplain。'
  'Well——whydidn'ttheoldmangivemeanopportunity?'