Mr。Vanboroughisasingleman;Mrs。Vanboroughisasinglewoman;theirchildisillegitimate,andthepriest,AmbroseRedman,isliabletobetried,andpunished,asafelon,formarryingthem。“
“Aninfamouslaw!“saidMr。Kendrew。
“It_is_thelaw,“returnedMr。Delamayn,asasufficientanswertohim。
Thusfarnotawordhadescapedthemasterofthehouse。Hesatwithhislipsfastclosedandhiseyesrivetedonthetable,thinking。
Mr。Kendrewturnedtohim,andbrokethesilence。
“AmItounderstand,“heasked,“thattheadviceyouwantedfrommerelatedto_this?_“
“Yes。“
“Youmeantotellmethat,foreseeingthepresentinterviewandtheresulttowhichitmightlead,youfeltanydoubtastothecourseyouwereboundtotake?AmIreallytounderstandthatyouhesitatetosetthisdreadfulmistakeright,andtomakethewomanwhoisyourwifeinthesightofHeavenyourwifeinthesightofthelaw?“
“Ifyouchoosetoputitinthatlight,“saidMr。Vanborough;“ifyouwon’tconsider——“
“Iwantaplainanswertomyquestion——’yes,orno。’“
“Letmespeak,willyou!Amanhasarighttoexplainhimself,I
suppose?“
Mr。Kendrewstoppedhimbyagestureofdisgust。
“Iwon’ttroubleyoutoexplainyourself,“hesaid。“Iprefertoleavethehouse。Youhavegivenmealesson,Sir,whichIshallnotforget。Ifindthatonemanmayhaveknownanotherfromthedayswhentheywerebothboys,andmayhaveseennothingbutthefalsesurfaceofhiminallthattime。Iamashamedofhavingeverbeenyourfriend。Youareastrangertomefromthismoment。“
Withthosewordshelefttheroom。
“Thatisacuriouslyhot-headedman,“remarkedMr。Delamayn。“Ifyouwillallowme,IthinkI’llchangemymind。I’llhaveaglassofwine。“
Mr。Vanboroughrosetohisfeetwithoutreplying,andtookaturnintheroomimpatiently。Scoundrelashewas——inintention,ifnotyetinact——thelossoftheoldestfriendhehadintheworldstaggeredhimforthemoment。
“Thisisanawkwardbusiness,Delamayn,“hesaid。“Whatwouldyouadvisemetodo?“
Mr。Delamaynshookhishead,andsippedhisclaret。
“Ideclinetoadviseyou,“heanswered。“Itakenoresponsibility,beyondtheresponsibilityofstatingthelawasitstands,inyourcase。“
Mr。Vanboroughsatdownagainatthetable,toconsiderthealternativeofassertingornotassertinghisfreedomfromthemarriagetie。Hehadnothadmuchtimethusfarforturningthematteroverinhismind。ButforhisresidenceontheContinentthequestionoftheflawinhismarriagemightnodoubthavebeenraisedlongsince。Asthingswere,thequestionhadonlytakenitsriseinachanceconversationwithMr。Delamayninthesummerofthatyear。
Forsomeminutesthelawyersatsilent,sippinghiswine,andthehusbandsatsilent,thinkinghisownthoughts。Thefirstchangethatcameoverthescenewasproducedbytheappearanceofaservantinthedining-room。
Mr。Vanboroughlookedupatthemanwithasuddenoutbreakofanger。
“Whatdoyouwanthere?“
Themanwasawell-bredEnglishservant。Inotherwords,ahumanmachine,doingitsdutyimpenetrablywhenitwasoncewoundup。
Hehadhiswordstospeak,andhespokethem。
“Thereisaladyatthedoor,Sir,whowishestoseethehouse。“
“Thehouseisnottobeseenatthistimeoftheevening。“
Themachinehadamessagetodeliver,anddeliveredit。
“Theladydesiredmetopresentherapologies,Sir。Iwastotellyoushewasmuchpressedfortime。Thiswasthelasthouseonthehouseagent’slist,andhercoachmanisstupidaboutfindinghiswayinstrangeplaces。“
“Holdyourtongue,andtelltheladytogotothedevil!“
Mr。Delamayninterfered——partlyintheinterestsofhisclient,partlyintheinterestsofpropriety。
“Youattachsomeimportance,Ithink,tolettingthishouseassoonaspossible?“hesaid。
“OfcourseIdo!“
“Isitwise——onaccountofamomentaryannoyance——toloseanopportunityoflayingyourhandonatenant?“
“Wiseornot,it’saninfernalnuisancetobedisturbedbyastranger。“
“Justasyouplease。Idon’twishtointerfere。Ionlywishtosay——incaseyouarethinkingofmyconvenienceasyourguest——thatitwillbenonuisanceto_me。_“
Theservantimpenetrablywaited。Mr。Vanboroughimpatientlygaveway。
“Verywell。Letherin。Mind,ifshecomeshere,she’sonlytolookintotheroom,andgooutagain。Ifshewantstoaskquestions,shemustgototheagent。“
Mr。Delamayninterferedoncemore,intheinterests,thistime,oftheladyofthehouse。
“Mightitnotbedesirable,“hesuggested,toconsultMrs。
Vanboroughbeforeyouquitedecide?“
“Where’syourmistress?“
“Inthegarden,orthepaddock,Sir——Iamnotsurewhich。“
“Wecan’tsendalloverthegroundsinsearchofher。Tellthehouse-maid,andshowtheladyin。“
Theservantwithdrew。Mr。Delamaynhelpedhimselftoasecondglassofwine。
“Excellentclaret,“hesaid。“DoyougetitdirectfromBordeaux?“
Therewasnoanswer。Mr。Vanboroughhadreturnedtothecontemplationofthealternativebetweenfreeinghimselfornotfreeinghimselffromthemarriagetie。Oneofhiselbowswasonthetable,hebitfiercelyathisfinger-nails。Hemutteredbetweenhisteeth,“WhatamItodo?“
Asoundofrustlingsilkmadeitselfgentlyaudibleinthepassageoutside。Thedooropened,andtheladywhohadcometoseethehouseappearedinthedining-room。
IV。
Shewastallandelegant;beautifullydressed,inthehappiestcombinationofsimplicityandsplendor。Alightsummerveilhungoverherface。Sheliftedit,andmadeherapologiesfordisturbingthegentlemenovertheirwine,withtheunaffectedeaseandgraceofahighly-bredwoman。
“Prayacceptmyexcusesforthisintrusion。Iamashamedtodisturbyou。Onelookattheroomwillbequiteenough。“
ThusfarshehadaddressedMr。Delamayn,whohappenedtobenearesttoher。LookingroundtheroomhereyefellonMr。
Vanborough。Shestarted,withaloudexclamationofastonishment。
_“You!“_shesaid。“GoodHeavens!whowouldhavethoughtofmeeting_you_here?“
Mr。Vanborough,onhisside,stoodpetrified。
“LadyJane!“heexclaimed。“Isitpossible?“
Hebarelylookedatherwhileshespoke。Hiseyeswanderedguiltilytowardthewindowwhichledintothegarden。Thesituationwasaterribleone——equallyterribleifhiswifediscoveredLadyJane,orifLadyJanediscoveredhiswife。Forthemomentnobodywasvisibleonthelawn。Therewastime,ifthechanceonlyoffered——therewastimeforhimtogetthevisitoroutofthehouse。Thevisitor,innocentofallknowledgeofthetruth,gaylyofferedhimherhand。
“Ibelieveinmesmerismforthefirsttime,“shesaid。“Thisisaninstanceofmagneticsympathy,Mr。Vanborough。AninvalidfriendofminewantsafurnishedhouseatHampstead。Iundertaketofindoneforher,andtheday_I_selecttomakethediscoveryistheday_you_selectfordiningwithafriend。AlasthouseatHampsteadisleftonmylist——andinthathouseImeetyou。
Astonishing!“SheturnedtoMr。Delamayn。“IpresumeIamaddressingtheownerofthehouse?“Beforeawordcouldbesaidbyeitherofthegentlemenshenoticedthegarden。“Whatprettygrounds!DoIseealadyinthegarden?IhopeIhavenotdrivenheraway。“Shelookedround,andappealedtoMr。Vanborough。
“Yourfriend’swife?“sheasked,and,onthisoccasion,waitedforareply。
InMr。Vanborough’ssituationwhatreplywaspossible?
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