ThatFitzpierscouldallowhimselftolookonanyothercreatureforamomentthanGracefilledMelburywithgriefandastonishment。Inthepureandsimplelifehehadledithadscarcelyoccurredtohimthataftermarriageamanmightbefaithless。ThathecouldsweeptotheheightsofMrs。Charmond’sposition,lifttheveilofIsis,sotospeak,wouldhaveamazedMelburybyitsaudacityifhehadnotsuspectedencouragementfromthatquarter。WhatcouldheandhissimpleGracedotocountervailthepassionsofsuchasthosetwosophisticatedbeings——versedintheworld’sways,armedwitheveryapparatusforvictory?Insuchanencounterthehomelytimber-dealerfeltasinferiorasabow-and-arrowsavagebeforethepreciseweaponsofmodernwarfare。
Gracecameoutofthehouseasthemorningdrewon。Thevillagewassilent,mostofthefolkhavinggonetothefair。Fitzpiershadretiredtobed,andwassleepingoffhisfatigue。ShewenttothestableandlookedatpoorDarling:inallprobabilityGilesWinterborne,byobtainingforherahorseofsuchintelligenceanddocility,hadbeenthemeansofsavingherhusband’slife。Shepausedoverthestrangethought;andthenthereappearedherfatherbehindher。Shesawthatheknewthingswerenotastheyoughttobe,fromthetroubleddulnessofhiseye,andfromhisface,differentpointsofwhichhadindependentmotions,twitchings,andtremblings,unknowntohimself,andinvoluntary。
“Hewasdetained,Isuppose,lastnight?”saidMelbury。
“Ohyes;abadcaseinthevale。”shereplied,calmly。
“Nevertheless,heshouldhavestayedathome。”
“Buthecouldn’t,father。”
Herfatherturnedaway。Hecouldhardlybeartoseehiswhilomtruthfulgirlbroughttothehumiliationofhavingtotalklikethat。
ThatnightcarkingcaresatbesideMelbury’spillow,andhisstifflimbstossedatitspresence。“Ican’tliehereanylonger。”hemuttered。Strikingalight,hewanderedabouttheroom。“WhathaveIdone——whathaveIdoneforher?”hesaidtohiswife,whohadanxiouslyawakened。“IhadlongplannedthatsheshouldmarrythesonofthemanIwantedtomakeamendsto;doyemindhowI
toldyouallaboutit,Lucy,thenightbeforeshecamehome?Ah!
butIwasnotcontentwithdoingright,Iwantedtodomore!”
“Don’traftyourselfwithoutgoodneed,George。”shereplied。“I
won’tquitebelievethatthingsaresomuchamiss。Iwon’tbelievethatMrs。Charmondhasencouragedhim。Evensupposingshehasencouragedagreatmany,shecanhavenomotivetodoitnow。
Whatsolikelyasthatsheisnotyetquitewell,anddoesn’tcaretoletanotherdoctorcomenearher?”
Hedidnotheed。“Graceusedtobesobusyeveryday,withfixingacurtainhereanddrivingatin-tackthere;butshecaresfornoemploymentnow!”
“DoyouknowanythingofMrs。Charmond’spasthistory?Perhapsthatwouldthrowsomelightuponthings。PeforeshecamehereasthewifeofoldCharmondfourorfiveyearsago,notasoulseemstohaveheardaughtofher。Whynotmakeinquiries?Andthendoyewaitandseemore;there’llbeplentyofopportnnity。Timeenoughtocrywhenyouknow’tisacryingmatter;and’tisbadtomeettroubleshalf-way。”
Therewassomegood-senseinthenotionofseeingfurther。
Melburyresolvedtoinquireandwait,hopingstill,hutoppressedbetween-whileswithmuchfear。
ExamineGraceasherfathermight,shewouldadmitnothing。Forthepresent,therefore,hesimplywatched。
ThesuspicionthathisdarlingchildwasbeingslightedwroughtalmostamiraculouschangeinMelbury’snature。Nomansofurtiveforthetimeastheingenuouscountrymanwhofindsthathisingenuousnesshasbeenabused。Melbury’sheretoforeconfidentialcandortowardshisgentlemanlyson-in-lawwasdisplacedbyafelinestealththatdidinjnrytohiseveryaction,thought,andmood。Heknewthatawomanoncegiventoamanforlifetook,asarule,herlotasitcameandmadethebestofit,withoutexternalinterference;butforthefirsttimeheaskedhimselfwhythissogenerallyshouldbeso。Moreover,thiscasewasnot,heargued,likeordinarycases。LeavingoutthequestionofGracebeinganythingbutanordinarywoman,herpeculiarsituation,asitwereinmid-airbetweentwoplanesofsociety,togetherwiththelonelinessofHintock,madeahusband’sneglectafarmoretragicalmattertoherthanitwouldbetoonewhohadalargecircleoffriendstofallbackupon。Wiselyorunwisely,andwhateverotherfathersdid,heresolvedtofighthisdaughter’sbattlestill。
Mrs。Charmondhadreturned。ButHintockHousescarcelygaveforthsignsoflife,soquietlyhadshereenteredit。HewenttochurchatGreatHintockoneafternoonasusual,therebeingnoserviceatthesmallervillage。Afewminutesbeforehisdeparture,hehadcasuallyheardFitzpiers,whowasnochurch-goer,tellhiswifethathewasgoingtowalkinthewood。Melburyenteredthebuildingandsatdowninhispew;theparsoncamein,thenMrs。
Charmond,thenMr。Fitzpiers。
Theserviceproceeded,andthejealonsfatherwasquitesurethatamutualconsciousnesswasuninterruptedlymaintainedbetweenthosetwo;hefanciedthatmorethanoncetheireyesmet。Attheend,FitzpierssotimedhismovementintotheaislethatitexactlycoincidedwithFeliceCharmond’sfromtheoppositeside,andtheywalkedoutwiththeirgarmentsincontact,thesurgeonbeingjustthattwoorthreeinchesinherrearwhichmadeitconvenientforhiseyestorestuponhercheek。Thecheekwarmeduptoarichertone。
Thiswasaworsefeatureintheflirtationthanhehadexpected。
Ifshehadbeenplayingwithhiminanidlefreakthegamemightsoonhaveweariedher;butthesmallestgermofpassion——andwomenoftheworlddonotchangecolorfornothing——wasathreateningdevelopment。ThemerepresenceofFitzpiersinthebuilding,afterhisstatement,waswellnighconclusiveasfarashewasconcerned;butMelburyresolvedyettowatch。
Hehadtowaitlong。Autumndrewshiveringlytoitsend。Onedaysomethingseemedtobegonefromthegardens;thetendererleavesofvegetableshadshrunkunderthefirstsmartfrost,andhunglikefadedlinenrags;thentheforestleaves,whichhadbeendescendingatleisure,descendedinhasteandinmultitudes,andallthegoldencolorsthathadhungoverheadwerenowcrowdedtogetherinadegradedmassunderfoot,wherethefallenmyriadsgotredderandhornier,andcurledthemselvesuptorot。TheonlysuspiciousfeaturesinMrs。Charmond’sexistenceatthisseasonweretwo:thefirst,thatshelivedwithnocompanionorrelativeabouther,which,consideringherageandattractions,wassomewhatunusualconductforayoungwidowinalonelycountry-
house;theother,thatshedidnot,asinpreviousyears,startfromHintocktowinterabroad。InFitzpiers,theonlychangefromhislastautnmn’shabitslayinhisabandonmentofnightstudy——
hislampnevershonefromhisnewdwellingasfromhisold。
Ifthesuspectedonesmet,itwasbysuchadroitcontrivancesthatevenMelbury’svigilancecouldnotencounterthemtogether。A
simplecallatherhousebythedoctorhadnothingirregularaboutit,andthathehadpaidtwoorthreesuchcallswascertain。
Whathadpassedatthoseinterviewswasknownonlytothepartiesthemselves;butthatFeliceCharmondwasundersomeone’sinfluenceMelburysoonhadopportunityofperceiving。
Winterhadcomeon。Owlsbegantobenoisyinthemorningsandevenings,andflocksofwood-pigeonsmadethemselvesprominentagain。OnedayinFebruary,aboutsixmonthsafterthemarriageofFitzpiers,MelburywasreturningfromGreatHintockonfootthroughthelane,whenhesawbeforehimthesurgeonalsowalking。
Melburywouldhaveovertakenhim,butatthatmomentFitzpiersturnedinthroughagatetooneoftheramblingdrivesamongthetreesatthissideofthewood,whichledtonowhereinparticular,andthebeautyofwhoseserpentinecurveswastheonlyjustificationoftheirexistence。Felicealmostsimultaneouslytrotteddownthelanetowardsthetimber-dealer,inalittlebasket-carriagewhichshesometimesdroveabouttheestate,unaccompaniedbyaservant。SheturnedinatthesameplacewithouthavingseeneitherMelburyorapparentlyFitzpiers。
Melburywassoonatthespot,despitehisachesandhissixtyyears。Mrs。Charmondhadcomeupwiththedoctor,whowasstandingimmediatelybehindthecarriage。Shehadturnedtohim,herarmbeingthrowncarelesslyoverthebackoftheseat。Theylookedineachother’sfaceswithoututteringaword,anarchyetgloomysmilewreathingherlips。Fitzpiersclaspedherhanginghand,and,whileshestillremainedinthesamelistlessattitude,lookingvolumesintohiseyes,hestealthilyunbuttonedherglove,andstrippedherhandofitbyrollingbackthegauntletoverthefingers,sothatitcameoffinsideout。Hethenraisedherhandtohismonth,shestillrecliningpassively,watchinghimasshemighthavewatchedaflyuponherdress。Atlastshesaid,“Well,sir,whatexcuseforthisdisobedience?”
“Imakenone。”
“Thengoyourway,andletmegomine。”Shesnatchedawayherhand,touchedtheponywiththewhip,andlefthimstandingthere,holdingthereversedglove。
Melbury’sfirstimpulsewastorevealhispresencetoFitzpiers,andupbraidhimbitterly。Butamoment’sthoughtwassufficienttoshowhimthefutilityofanysuchsimpleproceeding。Therewasnot,afterall,somuchinwhathehadwitnessedasinwhatthatscenemightbethesurfaceandfrothof——probablyastateofmindonwhichcensureoperatesasanaggravationratherthanasacure。
Moreover,hesaidtohimselfthatthepointofattackshouldbethewoman,ifeither。Hethereforekeptoutofsight,andmusingsadly,eventearfully——forhewasmeekasachildinmattersconcerninghisdaughter——continuedhiswaytowardsHintock。
Theinsightwhichisbredofdeepsympathywasnevermorefinelyexemplifiedthaninthisinstance。Throughherguardedmanner,herdignifiedspeech,herplacidcountenance,hediscernedtheinteriorofGrace’slifeonlytootruly,hiddenaswereitsincidentsfromeveryoutereye。
Theseincidentshadbecomepainfulenough。FitzpiershadlatterlydevelopedanirritablediscontentwhichventeditselfinmonologueswhenGracewaspresenttohearthem。Theearlymorningofthisdayhadbeendull,afteranightofwind,andonlookingoutofthewindowFitzpiershadobservedsomeofMelbury’smendraggingawayalargelimbwhichhadbeensnappedoffabeech-
tree。Everythingwascoldandcolorless。
“MygoodHeaven!”hesaid,ashestoodinhisdressing-gown。
“Thisislife!”HedidnotknowwhetherGracewasawakeornot,andhewouldnotturnhisheadtoascertain。“Ah,fool。”hewentontohimself,“toclipyourownwingswhenyouwerefreetosoar!。ButIcouldnotresttillIhaddoneit。WhydoIneverrecognizeanopportunitytillIhavemissedit,northegoodorillofasteptillitisirrevocable!。Ifellinlove。Love,indeed!——
“’Love’sbutthefrailtyofthemindWhen’tisnotwithambitionjoined;
Asicklyflamewhichifnotfed,expires,Andfeeding,wastesinself-consumingfires!’
Ah,oldauthorof’TheWayoftheWorld,’youknew——youknew!”
Gracemoved。Hethoughtshehadheardsomepartofhissoliloquy。
Hewassorry——thoughhehadnottakenanyprecautiontopreventher。
Heexpectedasceneatbreakfast,butsheonlyexhibitedanextremereserve。Itwasenough,however,tomakehimrepentthatheshouldhavedoneanythingtoproducediscomfort;forheattributedhermannerentirelytowhathehadsaid。ButGrace’smannerhadnotitscauseeitherinhissayingsorinhisdoings。
Shehadnotheardasinglewordofhisregrets。Somethingevennearerhomethanherhusband’sblightedprospects——ifblightedtheywere——wastheoriginofhermood,amoodthatwasthemerecontinuationofwhatherfatherhadnoticedwhenhewouldhavepreferredapassionatejealousyinher,asthemorenatural。
Shehadmadeadiscovery——onewhichtoagirlofhonestnaturewasalmostappalling。Shehadlookedintoherheart,andfoundthatherearlyinterestinGilesWinterbornehadbecomerevitalizedintoluxuriantgrowthbyherwideningperceptionsofwhatwasgreatandlittleinlife。Hishomelinessnolongeroffendedheracquiredtastes;hiscomparativewantofso-calledculturedidnotnowjaronherintellect;hiscountrydressevenpleasedhereye;
hisexteriorroughnessfascinatedher。Havingdiscoveredbymarriagehowmuchthatwashumanlynotgreatcouldco-existwithattainmentsofanexceptionalorder,therewasarevulsioninhersentimentsfromallthatshehadformerlyclungtointhiskind:
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