’Franklyandplainly,’saidSwithin,hisvoicetremblingwithacompoundofscientificandamatoryemotionthatdefiesdefinition,’doesshesayseriouslythatshewishesmetogo?’
’Shedoes。’
’ThengoIwill,’repliedSwithinfirmly。’Ihavebeenfortunateenoughtointerestsomeleadingastronomers,includingtheAstronomerRoyal;andinaletterreceivedthismorningIlearnthattheuseoftheCapeObservatoryhasbeenofferedmeforanysouthernobservationsImaywishtomake。ThisofferIwillaccept。WillyoukindlyletLadyConstantineknowthis,sincesheisinterestedinmywelfare?’
Louispromised,andwhenhewasgoneSwithinlookedblanklyathisownsituation,asifhecouldscarcelybelieveinitsreality。Herlettertohim,then,hadbeendeliberatelywritten;shemeanthimtogo。
Buthewasdeterminedthatnoneofthosemisunderstandingswhichruinthehappinessofloversshouldbeallowedtooperateinthepresentcase。Hewouldseeher,ifhesleptunderherwallsallnighttodoit,andwouldheartheordertodepartfromherownlips。Thisunexpectedstandshewasmakingforhisinterestswaswinninghisadmirationtosuchadegreeastobeindangerofdefeatingtheverycauseitwasmeanttosubserve。Awomanlikethiswasnottobeforsakeninahurry。Hewrotetwolines,andleftthenoteatthehousewithhisownhand。
’THECABIN,RINGS—HILL,July7th。
’DEARESTVIVIETTE,——Ifyouinsist,Iwillgo。Butletter—writingwillnotdo。Imusthavethecommandfromyourowntwolips,otherwiseIshallnotstir。Iamhereeveryeveningatseven。Canyoucome?——S。’
Thisnote,asfatewouldhaveit,reachedherhandsinthesinglehourofthatweekwhenshewasinamoodtocomplywithhisrequest,justwhenmovedbyareactionaryemotionafterdismissingSwithin。
Shewentupstairstothewindowthathadsolongservedpurposesofthiskind,andsignalled’Yes。’
St。Cleevesoonsawtheanswershehadgivenandwatchedherapproachfromthetowerasthesunsetdrewon。Thevividcircumstancesofhislifeatthisdateledhimevertoremembertheexternalscenesinwhichtheywereset。Itwasaneveningofexceptionalirradiations,andthewestheavengleamedlikeafoundryofallmetalscommonandrare。Thecloudswerebrokenintoathousandfragments,andthemarginofeveryfragmentshone。
Foreseeingthedisadvantageandpaintoherofmaintainingaresolveunderthepressureofameeting,hevowednottourgeherbywordorsign;toputthequestionplainlyandcalmly,andtodiscussitonareasonablebasisonly,likethephilosopherstheyassumedthemselvestobe。
Butthisintentionwasscarcelyadheredtoinallitsintegrity。
Shedulyappearedontheedgeofthefield,floodedwiththemetallicradiancethatmarkedthecloseofthisday;whereuponhequicklydescendedthesteps,andmetheratthecabindoor。Theyenteredittogether。
Astheeveninggrewdarkeranddarkerhelistenedtoherreasoning,whichwaspreciselyarepetitionofthatalreadysenthimbyletter,andbydegreesacceptedherdecision,sinceshewouldnotrevokeit。
Timecameforthemtosaygood—bye,andthen——
’Heturn’dandsawtheterrorinhereyes,Thatyearn’duponhim,shininginsuchwiseAsastarmidwayinthemidnightfix’d。’
Itwasthemiseryofherownconditionthatshowedforth,hithertoobscuredbyherardourforamelioratinghis。Theyclosedtogether,andkissedeachotherasthoughtheemotionoftheirwholeyear—and—
half’sacquaintancehadsettleddownuponthatmoment。
’Iwon’tgoawayfromyou!’saidSwithinhuskily。’Whydidyouproposeitforaninstant?’
Thusthenearlyendedinterviewwasagainprolonged,andVivietteyieldedtoallthepassionofherfirstunionwithhim。Time,however,wasmerciless,andthehourapproachedmidnight,andshewascompelledtodepart。Swithinwalkedwithhertowardsthehouse,ashehadwalkedmanytimesbefore,believingthatallwasnowsmoothagainbetweenthem,andcaring,itmustbeowned,verylittleforhisfameasanexpositorofthesouthernconstellationsjustthen。
Whentheyreachedthesilenthousehesaidwhathehadnotventuredtosaybefore,’Fixtheday——youhavedecidedthatitistobesoon,andthatIamnottogo?’
ButyouthfulSwithinwasfar,veryfar,frombeinguptothefondsubtletyofViviettethisevening。’Icannotdecidehere,’shesaidgently,releasingherselffromhisarm;’Iwillspeaktoyoufromthewindow。Waitforme。’
Shevanished;andhewaited。Itwasalongtimebeforethewindowopened,andhewasnotawarethat,withhercustomarycomplicationoffeeling,shehadkneltforsometimeinsidetheroombeforelookingout。
’Well?’saidhe。
’Itcannotbe,’sheanswered。’Icannotruinyou。Butthedayafteryouarefive—and—twentyourmarriageshallbeconfirmed,ifyouchoose。’
’O,myViviette,howisthis!’hecried。
’Swithin,Ihavenotaltered。ButIfearedformypowers,andcouldnottellyouwhilstIstoodbyyourside。IoughtnottohavegivenwayasIdidto—night。Takethebequest,andgo。Youaretooyoung——tobefettered——Ishouldhavethoughtofit!Donotcommunicatewithmeforatleastayear:itisimperative。Donottellmeyourplans。Ifwepart,wedopart。Ihavevowedavownottofurtherobstructthecourseyouhaddecidedonbeforeyouknewmeandmypulingways;andbyHeaven’shelpI’llkeepthatvow……
Nowgo。ThesearethepartingwordsofyourownViviette!’
Swithin,whowasstableasagiantinallthatappertainedtonatureandlifeoutsidehumanity,wasamerepupilindomesticmatters。Hewasquiteawedbyherfirmness,andlookedvacantlyatherforatime,tillsheclosedthewindow。Thenhemechanicallyturned,andwent,asshehadcommanded。
XXXVII
Aweekhadpassedaway。IthadbeenatimeofcloudymentalweathertoSwithinandViviette,buttheonlynoteworthyfactaboutitwasthatwhathadbeenplannedtohappenthereinhadactuallytakenplace。SwithinhadgonefromWelland,andwouldshortlygofromEngland。
ShebecameawareofitbyanotethathepostedtoheronhiswaythroughWarborne。Therewasmuchevidenceofhasteinthenote,andsomethingofreserve。Thelattershecouldnotunderstand,butitmighthavebeenobviousenoughifshehadconsidered。
Onthemorningofhisdeparturehehadsatontheedgeofhisbed,thesunlightstreamingthroughtheearlymist,thehouse—martensscratchingthebackoftheceilingoverhisheadastheyscrambledoutfromtherooffortheirday’sgnat—chasing,thethrushescrackingsnailsonthegardenstonesoutsidewiththenoisinessoflittlesmithsatworkonlittleanvils。Thesun,insendingitsrodsofyellowfireintohisroom,sent,ashesuddenlythought,mentalilluminationwithit。Forthefirsttime,ashesatthere,ithadcrossedhismindthatViviettemighthavereasonsforthisseparationwhichheknewnotof。Theremightbefamilyreasons——
mysteriousbloodnecessitieswhicharesaidtorulemembersofoldmusty—mansionedfamilies,andareunknowntootherclassesofsociety——andtheymayhavebeenjustnowbroughtbeforeherbyherbrotherLouisontheconditionthattheywerereligiouslyconcealed。
Theideathatsomefamilyskeleton,likethosehehadreadofinmemoirs,hadbeenunearthedbyLouis,andheldbeforeherterrifiedunderstandingasamatterwhichrenderedSwithin’sdeparture,andtheneutralizationofthemarriage,nolessindispensabletothemthanitwasanadvantagetohimself,seemedaveryplausibleonetoSwithinjustnow。ViviettemighthavetakenLouisintoherconfidenceatlast,forthesakeofhisbrotherlyadvice。Swithinknewthatofherownheartshewouldneverwishtogetridofhim;
butcoercedbyLouis,mightshenothavegrowntoentertainviewsofitsexpediency?EventsmadesuchasuppositiononSt。Cleeve’spartasnaturalasitwasinaccurate,and,conjoinedwithhisownexcitementatthethoughtofseeinganewheavenoverhead,influencedhimtowritebutthebriefestandmosthurriedfinalnotetoher,inwhichhefullyobeyedhersensitiverequestthathewouldomitallreferencetohisplans。Theseatthelastmomenthadbeenmodifiedtofallinwiththewinterexpeditionformerlymentioned,toobservetheTransitofVenusataremotesouthernstation。
Thebusinessbeingdone,andhimselffairlyplungedintothepreliminariesofanimportantscientificpilgrimage,Swithinacquiredthatlightnessofheartwhichmostyoungmenfeelinforsakingoldlovefornewadventure,nomatterhowcharmingmaybethegirltheyleavebehindthem。Moreover,inthepresentcase,themanwasendowedwiththatschoolboytemperamentwhichdoesnotsee,oratleastconsiderwithmuchcuriosity,theeffectofagivenschemeuponothersthanhimself。ThebearinguponLadyConstantineofwhatwasanundoubtedpredicamentforanywoman,wasforgotteninhisfeelingthatshehaddoneaveryhandsomeandnoblethingforhim,andthathewasthereforeboundinhonourtomakethemostofit。
Hisgoinghadresultedinanythingbutlightnessofheartforher。
Hersadfancycould,indeed,indulgeindreamsofheryellow—hairedladdiewithoutthatformerlybesettingfearthatthosedreamswouldprompthertoactionslikelytodistractandweighthim。Shewaswretchedonherownaccount,relievedonhis。Shenolongerstoodinthewayofhisadvancement,andthatwasenough。Forherselfshecouldliveinretirement,visitthewood,theoldcamp,thecolumn,and,likeOEnone,thinkofthelifetheyhadledthere——
’MournfulOEnone,wanderingforlornOfParis,onceherplaymateonthehills,’
leavingitentirelytohisgoodnesswhetherhewouldcomeandclaimherinthefuture,ordesertherforever。
ShewasdivertedforatimefromthesesadperformancesbyaletterwhichreachedherfromBishopHelmsdale。Toseehishandwritingagainonanenvelope,afterthinkingsoanxiouslyofmakingafather—confessorofhim,startedheroutofherequanimity。Shespeedilyregainedit,however,whenshereadhisnote。
’THEPALACE,MELCHESTER,July30,18——。
MYDEARLADYCONSTANTINE,——Iamshockedandgrievedthat,inthestrangedispensationofthingsherebelow,myofferofmarriageshouldhavereachedyoualmostsimultaneouslywiththeintelligencethatyourwidowhoodhadbeenofseveralmonthslessdurationthanyouandI,andtheworld,hadsupposed。Icanquiteunderstandthat,viewedfromanyside,thenewsmusthaveshakenanddisturbedyou;andyourunequivocalrefusaltoentertainanythoughtofanewallianceatsuchamomentwas,ofcourse,intelligible,natural,andpraiseworthy。AtpresentIwillsaynomorebeyondexpressingahopethatyouwillacceptmyassurancesthatIwasquiteignorantofthenewsatthehourofwriting,andasinceredesirethatinduetime,andassoonasyouhaverecoveredyourequanimity,Imaybeallowedtorenewmyproposal。——Iam,mydearLadyConstantine,yourseversincerely,C。MELCHESTER。’
Shelaidtheletteraside,andthoughtnomoreaboutit,beyondamomentarymeditationontheerrorsintowhichpeoplefallinreasoningfromactionstomotives。Louis,whowasnowagainwithher,becameinduecourseacquaintedwiththecontentsoftheletter,andwassatisfiedwiththepromisingpositioninwhichmattersseeminglystoodallround。
LadyConstantinewenthermournfulwaysasshehadplannedtodo,herchiefresortbeingthefamiliarcolumn,wheresheexperiencedtheunutterablemelancholyofseeingtwocarpentersdismantlethedomeofitsfeltcovering,detachitsribs,andclearawaytheenclosureatthetoptilleverythingstoodasithadstoodbeforeSwithinhadbeenknowntotheplace。Theequatorialhadalreadybeenpackedinabox,tobeinreadinessifheshouldsendforitfromabroad。Thecabin,too,wasincourseofdemolition,suchhavingbeenhisdirections,acquiescedinbyher,beforehestarted。
Yetshecouldnotbeartheideathatthesestructures,sogermanetotheeventsoftheirromance,shouldberemovedasifremovedforever。Goingtothemenshebadethemstoreupthematerialsintact,thattheymightbere—erectedifdesired。Shehadthejunctionsofthetimbersmarkedwithfigures,theboardsnumbered,andthedifferentsetsofscrewstiedupinindependentpapersforidentification。Shedidnotheartheremarksoftheworkmenwhenshehadgone,totheeffectthattheyoungmanwouldassoonthinkofbuyingahalterforhimselfascomebackandspyatthemoonfromRings—HillSpeer,afterseeingthegloriesofothernationsandthegoldandjewelsthatwerefoundthere,orshemighthavebeenmoreunhappythanshewas。
Onreturningfromoneofthesewalkstothecolumnacuriouscircumstanceoccurred。Itwasevening,andshewascomingasusualdownthroughthesighingplantation,choosingherwaybetweentherampartsofthecamptowardstheoutletgivinguponthefield,whensuddenlyinaduskyvistaamongthefir—trunksshesaw,orthoughtshesaw,agolden—haired,toddlingchild。Thechildmovedasteportwo,andvanishedbehindatree。LadyConstantine,fearingithadlostitsway,wentquicklytothespot,searched,andcalledaloud。
Butnochildcouldsheperceiveorhearanywherearound。Shereturnedtowhereshehadstoodwhenfirstbeholdingit,andlookedinthesamedirection,butnothingreappeared。Theonlyobjectatallresemblingalittleboyorgirlwastheuppertuftofabunchoffern,whichhadprematurelyyellowedtoaboutthecolourofafairchild’shair,andwavedoccasionallyinthebreeze。This,however,didnotsufficientlyexplainthephenomenon,andshereturnedtomakeinquiriesofthemanwhomshehadleftatwork,removingthelasttracesofSwithin’scabin。Buthehadgonewithherdepartureandtheapproachofnight。Feelinganindescribabledreadsheretracedhersteps,andhastenedhomewarddoubting,yethalfbelieving,whatshehadseemedtosee,andwonderingifherimaginationhadplayedhersometrick。
Thetranquilmournfulnessofhernightofsolitudeterminatedinamostunexpectedmanner。
Themorningaftertheabove—mentionedincidentLadyConstantine,aftermeditatingawhile,arosewithastrangepersonalconvictionthatborecuriouslyontheaforesaidhallucination。Sherealizedaconditionofthingsthatshehadneveranticipated,andforamomentthediscoveryofherstatesooverwhelmedherthatshethoughtshemustdieoutright。Inherterrorshesaidshehadsownthewindtoreapthewhirlwind。Thentheinstinctofself—preservationflamedupinherlikeafire。Heraltruisminsubjectingherself—lovetobenevolence,andlettingSwithingoawayfromher,wasdemolishedbythenewnecessity,asifithadbeenagossamerweb。
Therewasnoresistingorevadingthespontaneousplanofactionwhichmaturedinhermindinfiveminutes。WherewasSwithin?howcouldhebegotatinstantly?——thatwasherrulingthought。Shesearchedabouttheroomforhislastshortnote,hoping,yetdoubting,thatitscontentsweremoreexplicitonhisintendedmovementsthanthefewmeagresyllableswhichaloneshecouldcalltomind。Shecouldnotfindtheletterinherroom,andcamedownstairstoLouisaspaleasaghost。
Helookedupather,andwithsomeconcernsaid,’What’sthematter?’
’Iamsearchingeverywhereforaletter——anotefromMr。St。Cleeve—
—justafewwordstellingmewhentheOccidentalsails,thatIthinkhegoesin。’
’Whydoyouwantthatunimportantdocument?’
’ItisoftheutmostimportancethatIshouldknowwhetherhehasactuallysailedornot!’saidsheinagonizedtones。’WhereCAN
thatletterbe?’
Louisknewwherethatletterwas,forhavingseenitonherdeskhehad,withoutreadingit,tornitupandthrownitintothewaste—
paperbasket,thinkingthelessthatremainedtoremindheroftheyoungphilosopherthebetter。
’Idestroyedit,’hesaid。
’OLouis!whydidyou?’shecried。’Iamgoingtofollowhim;I
thinkitbesttodoso;andIwanttoknowifheisgone——andnowthedateislost!’
’GoingtorunafterSt。Cleeve?Absurd!’
’Yes,Iam!’shesaidwithvehementfirmness。’Imustseehim;I
wanttospeaktohimassoonaspossible。’
’GoodLord,Viviette!Areyoumad?’
’Owhatwasthedateofthatship!Butitcannotbehelped。I
startatonceforSouthampton。Ihavemadeupmymindtodoit。Hewasgoingtohisuncle’ssolicitorsintheNorthfirst;thenhewascomingbacktoSouthampton。Hecannothavesailedyet。’
’Ibelievehehassailed,’mutteredLouissullenly。
Shedidnotwaittoarguewithhim,butreturnedupstairs,wheresherangtotellGreentobereadywiththeponytodrivehertoWarbornestationinaquarterofanhour。
XXXVIII
Viviette’sdeterminationtohamperSwithinnolongerhadledher,ashasbeenshown,tobalkanyweakimpulsetoentreathisreturn,byforbiddinghimtofurnishherwithhisforeignaddress。Hisreadydisposition,hisfearthattheremightbeotherreasonsbehind,madehimobeyheronlytooliterally。Thus,toherterroranddismay,shehadplacedagratuitousdifficultyinthewayofherpresentendeavour。
ShewasreadybeforeGreen,andurgedonthatfactotumsowildlyastoleavehimnotimetochangehiscorduroysand’skitty—boots’inwhichhehadbeengardening;hethereforeturnedhimselfintoacoachmanasfardownashiswaistmerely——clappingonhispropercoat,hat,andwaistcoat,andwrappingarugoverhishorticulturalhalfbelow。Inthiscompromiseheappearedatthedoor,mounted,andreinsinhand。
SeeinghowsadanddeterminedViviettewas,Louispitiedhersofarastoputnothinginthewayofherstarting,thoughheforboretohelpher。Hethoughtherconductsentimentalfoolery,theoutcomeofmistakenpityand’suchakindofgain—givingaswouldtroubleawoman;’andhedecidedthatitwouldbebettertoletthismoodburnitselfoutthantokeepitsmoulderingbyobstruction。
’Doyourememberthedateofhissailing?’shesaidfinally,asthepony—carriageturnedtodriveoff。
’Hesailsonthe25th,thatis,to—day。Butitmaynotbetilllateintheevening。’
Withthisshestarted,andreachedWarborneintimefortheup—
train。Howmuchlongerthanitreallyisalongjourneycanseemtobe,wasfullylearntbytheunhappyViviettethatday。Thechangefulprocessionofcountryseatspastwhichshewasdragged,thenamesandmemoriesoftheirowners,hadnopointsofinterestforhernow。ShereachedSouthamptonaboutmidday,anddrovestraighttothedocks。
Onapproachingthegatesshewasmetbyacrowdofpeopleandvehiclescomingout——men,women,children,porters,police,cabs,andcarts。TheOccidentalhadjustsailed。
Theadverseintelligencecameuponherwithsuchoddsafterhermorning’stensionthatshecouldscarcelycrawlbacktothecabwhichhadbroughther。Butthiswasnotatimetosuccumb。Asshehadnoluggageshedismissedtheman,and,withoutanyrealconsciousnessofwhatshewasdoing,creptawayandsatdownonapileofmerchandise。
Afterlongthinkinghercaseassumedamorehopefulcomplexion。
Muchmightprobablybedonetowardscommunicatingwithhiminthetimeathercommand。Theobvioussteptothisend,whichsheshouldhavethoughtofsooner,wouldbetogotohisgrandmotherinWellandBottom,andthereobtainhisitineraryindetail——nodoubtwellknowntoMrs。Martin。Therewasnoleisureforhertoconsiderlongerifshewouldbehomeagainthatnight;andreturningtotherailwayshewaitedonaseatwithouteatingordrinkingtillatrainwasreadytotakeherback。
BythetimesheagainstoodinWarbornethesunrestedhischinuponthemeadows,andenvelopedthedistantoutlineoftheRings—Hillcolumninhishumidrays。HiringanemptyflythatchancedtobeatthestationshewasdriventhroughthelittletownonwardtoWelland,whichsheapproachedabouteighto’clock。Atherrequestthemansetherdownattheentrancetothepark,andwhenhewasoutofsight,insteadofpursuingherwaytotheHouse,shewentalongthehighroadinthedirectionofMrs。Martin’s。
Duskwasdrawingon,andthebatswerewheelingoverthegreenbasincalledWellandBottombythetimeshearrived;andhadanyothererrandinstigatedhercallshewouldhavepostponedittillthemorrow。Nobodyrespondedtoherknock,butshecouldhearfootstepsgoinghitherandthitherupstairs,anddullnoisesasofarticlesmovedfromtheirplaces。Sheknockedagainandagain,andultimatelythedoorwasopenedbyHannahasusual。
’Icouldmakenobodyhear,’saidLadyConstantine,whowassowearyshecouldscarcelystand。
’Iamverysorry,mylady,’saidHannah,slightlyawedonbeholdinghervisitor。’ButwewasaputtingpoorMr。Swithin’sroomtorights,nowthatheis,asawomanmaysay,deadandburiedtous;
sowedidn’thearyourladyship。I’llcallMrs。Martinatonce。
Sheisupintheroomthatusedtobehiswork—room。’
HereHannah’svoiceimpliedmoisteyes,andLadyConstantine’sinstantlyoverflowed。
’No,I’llgouptoher,’saidViviette;andalmostinadvanceofHannahshepasseduptheshrunkenashstairs。
TheebbinglightwasnotenoughtorevealtoMrs。Martin’sagedgazethepersonalityofhervisitor,tillHannahexplained。
’I’llgetalight,mylady,’saidshe。
’No,Iwouldrathernot。Whatareyoudoing,Mrs。Martin?’
’Well,thepoormisguidedboyisgone——andhe’sgoneforgoodtome!
Iamawomanofoverfour—scoreyears,myLadyConstantine;myjunkettingdaysareover,andwhether’tisfeastingorwhether’tissorrowinginthelandwillsoonbenothingtome。Buthislifemaybelongandactive,andforthesakeofhimIcareforwhatIshallneversee,andwishtomakepleasantwhatIshallneverenjoy。Iamsettinghisroominorder,astheplacewillbehisownfreeholdwhenIamgone,sothatwhenhecomesbackhemayfindallhispoorjim—cracksandtrangleysasheleft’em,andnotfeelthatIhavebetrayedhistrust。’
Mrs。Martin’svoicerevealedthatshehadburstintosuchfewtearsaswerelefther,andthenHannahbegancryinglikewise;whereuponLadyConstantine,whosehearthadbeenburstingallday(andwho,indeed,consideringhercomingtrouble,hadreasonenoughfortears),brokeintobitterersobsthaneither——sobsofabsolutepain,thatcouldnolongerbeconcealed。
HannahwasthefirsttodiscoverthatLadyConstantinewasweepingwiththem;andherfeelingsbeingprobablytheleastintenseamongthethreesheinstantlycontrolledherself。
’Refrainyourself,mydearwoman,refrain!’shesaidhastilytoMrs。
Martin;’don’tyeseehowitdoraftmylady?’AndturningtoVivietteshewhispered,’Heryearsbesogreat,yourladyship,thatperhapsye’llexcuseherforbustingoutaforeye?Weknowwhenthemindisdim,mylady,there’snotthemannersthereshouldbe;butdecayedpeoplecan’thelpit,pooroldsoul!’
’Hannah,thatwilldonow。PerhapsLadyConstantinewouldliketospeaktomealone,’saidMrs。Martin。AndwhenHannahhadretreatedMrs。Martincontinued:’Suchachargeassheis,mylady,onaccountofhergreatage!You’llpardonherbidinghereasifshewereoneofthefamily。Iputupwithsuchthingsbecauseofherlongservice,andweknowthatyearsleadtochildishness。’
’Whatareyoudoing?CanIhelpyou?’Vivietteasked,asMrs。
Martin,afterspeaking,turnedtoliftsomelargearticle。
’Oh,’tisonlytheskeletonofatelescopethat’sgotnoworksinhisinside,’saidSwithin’sgrandmother,seizingthehugepasteboardtubethatSwithinhadmade,andabandonedbecausehecouldgetnolensestosuitit。’Iamgoingtohangituptothesehooks,andthereitwillbidetillhecomesagain。’
LadyConstantinetookoneend,andthetubewashungupagainstthewhitewashedwallbystringsthattheoldwomanhadtiedroundit。
’Here’sallhisequinoctiallines,andhistopicsofCapricorn,andIdon’tknowwhatbesides,’Mrs。Martincontinued,pointingtosomecharcoalscratchesonthewall。’Ishallneverrub’emout;no,though’tissuchuntidinessasIwasneverbroughtupto,Ishallneverrub’emout。’
’WherehasSwithingonetofirst?’askedVivietteanxiously。’Wheredoeshesayyouaretowritetohim?’
’Nowhereyet,mylady。He’sgonetraipsingalloverEuropeandAmerica,andthentotheSouthPacificOceanaboutthisTransitofVenusthat’sgoingtobedonethere。Heistowritetousfirst——
Godknowswhen!——forhesaidthatifwedidn’thearfromhimforsixmonthswewerenottobegalliedatall。’
Atthisintelligence,somuchworsethanshehadexpected,LadyConstantinestoodmute,sankdown,andwouldhavefallentotheflooriftherehadnotbeenachairbehindher。Controllingherselfbyastrenuouseffort,shedisguisedherdespairandaskedvacantly:
’FromAmericatotheSouthPacific——TransitofVenus?’(Swithin’sarrangementtoaccompanytheexpeditionhadbeenmadeatthelastmoment,andthereforeshehadnotasyetbeeninformed。)
’Yes,toaloneisland,Ibelieve。’
’Yes,aloneislant,mylady!’echoedHannah,whohadcreptinandmadeherselfoneofthefamilyagain,inspiteofMrs。Martin。
’HeisgoingtomeettheEnglishandAmericanastronomersthereattheendoftheyear。AfterthathewillmostlikelygoontotheCape。’
’Butbeforetheendoftheyear——whatplacesdidhetellyouofvisiting?’
’Letmecollectmyself;heisgoingtotheobservatoryofCambridge,UnitedStates,tomeetsomegentlementhere,andspythroughthegreatrefractor。Thenthere’stheobservatoryofChicago;andI
thinkhehasalettertomakehimbeknowntoagentlemanintheobservatoryatMarseilles——andhewantstogotoVienna——andPoulkowa,too,hemeanstotakeinhisway——therebeinggreatinstrumentsandalotofastronomersateachplace。’
’DoeshetakeEuropeorAmericafirst?’sheaskedfaintly,fortheaccountseemedhopeless。
Mrs。MartincouldnottelltillshehadheardfromSwithin。ItdependeduponwhathehaddecidedtodoonthedayofhisleavingEngland。
LadyConstantinebadetheoldpeoplegood—bye,anddraggedherwearylimbshomeward。Thefatuousnessofforethoughthadseldombeenevincedmoreironically。Hadshedonenothingtohinderhim,hewouldhavekeptupanunreservedcommunicationwithher,andallmighthavebeenwell。
Forthatnightshecouldundertakenothingfurther,andshewaitedforthenextday。ThenatonceshewrotetwoletterstoSwithin,directingonetoMarseillesobservatory,onetotheobservatoryofCambridge,U。S。,asbeingtheonlytwospotsonthefaceoftheglobeatwhichtheywerelikelytointercepthim。Eachletterstatedtohimtheurgentreasonswhichexistedforhisreturn,andcontainedapassionatelyregretfulintimationthattheannuityonwhichhishopesdependedmustofnecessitybesacrificedbythecompletionoftheiroriginalcontractwithoutdelay。
Butletterconveyancewastooslowaprocesstosatisfyher。Tosendanepitomeofherepistlesbytelegraphwas,afterall,indispensable。SuchanimploringsentenceasshedesiredtoaddresstohimitwouldbehazardoustodespatchfromWarborne,andshetookadrearyjourneytoastrangetownonpurposetosenditfromanofficeatwhichshewasunknown。
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