Pierstonnowlearntforthefirsttimethatthewidowhadbeenvisitedbysuddenattacksofthissortnotinfrequentlyoflateyears。Theyweresaidtobeduetoanginapectoris,thelatterparoxysmshavingbeenthemostsevere。Shewasatthepresentmomentoutofpain,thoughweak,exhausted,andnervous。Shewouldnot,however,converseaboutherself,buttookadvantageofherdaughter’sabsencefromtheroomtobroachthesubjectmostinherthoughts。
Nocompunctionshadstirredherastheyhadhervisitorontheexpediencyofhissuitinviewofhisyears。HerfeverofanxietylestafterallheshouldnotcometoseeAviceagainhadbeennotwithoutaneffectuponherhealth;anditmadehermorecandidthanshehadintendedtobe。
’Troublesandsicknessraiseallsortsoffears,Mr。Pierston,’shesaid。’WhatIfeltonlyawishfor,whenyoufirstnamedit,Ihavehopedforagooddealsince;andIhavebeensoanxiousthat——thatitshouldcometosomething!Iamgladindeedthatyouarecome。’
’MywantingtomarryAvice,youmean,dearMrs。Pierston?’
’Yes——that’sit。Iwonderifyouarestillinthesamemind?Youare?
ThenIwishsomethingcouldbedone——tomakeheragreetoit——soastogetitsettled。Idreadotherwisewhatwillbecomeofher。SheisnotapracticalgirlasIwas——shewouldhardlylikenowtosettledownasanislander’swife;andtoleaveherlivingherealonewouldtroubleme。’
’Nothingwillhappentoyouyet,Ihope,mydearoldfriend。’
’Well,itisariskycomplaint;andtheattacks,whentheycome,aresoagonizingthattoendurethemIoughttogetridofalloutsideanxieties,folksay。Now——doyouwanther,sir?’
’Withallmysoul!Butshedoesn’twantme。’
’Idon’tthinksheissoagainstyouasyouimagine。Ifancyifitwereputtoherplainly,nowIaminthisstate,itmightbedone。’
Theylapsedintoconversationontheearlydaysoftheiracquaintance,untilMrs。Pierston’sdaughterre-enteredtheroom。
’Avice,’saidhermother,whenthegirlhadbeenwiththemafewminutes。’AboutthismatterthatIhavetalkedoverwithyousomanytimessincemyattack。HereisMr。Pierston,andhewishestobeyourhusband。Heismucholderthanyou;but,inspiteofit,thatyouwillevergetabetterhusbandIdon’tbelieve。Now,willyoutakehim,seeingthestateIamin,andhownaturallyanxiousIamtoseeyousettledbeforeIdie?’
’Butyouwon’tdie,mother!Youaregettingbetter!’
’Justforthepresentonly。Come,heisagoodmanandacleverman,andarichman。Iwantyou,Osomuch,tobehiswife!Icansaynomore。’
Avicelookedappealinglyatthesculptor,andthenonthefloor。’Doeshereallywishmeto?’sheaskedalmostinaudibly,turningasshespoketoPierston。’Hehasneverquitesaidsotome。’
’Mydearone,howcanyoudoubtit?’saidJocelynquickly。’ButI
won’tpressyoutomarrymeasafavour,againstyourfeelings。’
’IthoughtMr。Pierstonwasyounger!’shemurmuredtohermother。
’Thatcountsforlittle,whenyouthinkhowmuchthereisontheotherside。Thinkofourposition,andofhis——asculptor,withamansion,andastudiofullofbustsandstatuesthatIhavedustedinmytime,andofthebeautifulstudiesyouwouldbeabletotakeup。Surelythelifewouldjustsuityou?Yourexpensiveeducationiswasteddownhere!’
Avicedidnotcaretoargue。Shewasoutwardlygentleashergrandmotherhadbeen,anditseemedjustaquestionwithherofwhethershemustormustnot。’Verywell——IfeelIoughttoagreetomarryhim,sinceyoutellmeto,’sheansweredquietly,aftersomethought。
’Iseethatitwouldbeawisethingtodo,andthatyouwishit,andthatMr。Pierstonreallydoes——likeme。So——sothat——’
Pierstonwasnotbackwardatthiscriticaljuncture,despiteunpleasantsensations。Butitwasthehistoricingredientinthisgenealogicalpassion——ifitscontinuitythroughthreegenerationsmaybesodescribed——whichappealedtohisperseveranceattheexpenseofhiswisdom。Themotherwasholdingthedaughter’shand;shetookPierston’s,andlaidAvice’sinit。
Nomorewassaidinargument,andthethingwasregardedasdetermined。
Afterwardsanoisewashearduponthewindow-panes,asoffinesandthrown;and,liftingtheblind,Pierstonsawthatthedistantlightshipwinkedwithablearedandindistincteye。Adrizzlingrainhadcomeonwiththedark,anditwasstrikingthewindowinhandfuls。Hehadintendedtowalkthetwomilesbacktothestation,butitmeantadrenchingtodoitnow。Hewaitedandhadsupper;and,findingtheweathernobetter,acceptedMrs。Pierston’sinvitationtostayoverthenight。
Thusitfelloutthatagainhelodgedinthehousehehadbeenaccustomedtoliveinasaboy,beforehisfatherhadmadehisfortune,andbeforehisownnamehadbeenheardofoutsidetheboundariesoftheisle。
Hesleptbutlittle,andinthefirstmovementofthedawnsatupinbed。WhyshouldheeverliveinLondonoranyotherfashionablecityifthisplanofmarriagecouldbecarriedout?Surely,withthisyoungwife,theislandwouldbethebestplaceforhim。ItmightbepossibletorentSylvaniaCastleashehadformerlydone——betterstilltobuyit。IflifecouldofferhimanythingworthhavingitwouldbeahomewithAvicethereonhisnativecliffstotheendofhisdays。
Ashesatthusthinking,andthedaylightincreased,hediscerned,ashortdistancebeforehim,amovementofsomethingghostly。Hispositionwasfacingthewindow,andhefoundthatbychancethelooking-glasshadswungitselfvertical,sothatwhathesawwashisownshape。Therecognitionstartledhim。Thepersonheappearedwastoogrievouslyfar,chronologically,inadvanceofthepersonhefelthimselftobe。Pierstondidnotcaretoregardthefigureconfrontinghimsomockingly。Itsvoiceseemedtosay’There’stragedyhangingontothis!’Butthequestionofagebeingpertinenthecouldnotgivethespectreup,andultimatelygotoutofbedundertheweirdfascinationofthereflection。Whetherhehadoverwalkedhimselflately,orwhathehaddone,heknewnot;butneverhadheseemedsoagedbyascoreofyearsashewasrepresentedintheglassinthatcoldgreymorninglight。Whilehissoulwaswhatitwas,whyshouldhehavebeenencumberedwiththatwitheringcarcase,withouttheabilitytoshiftitoffforanother,ashisidealBelovedhadsofrequentlydone?
Byreasonofhermother’sillnessAvicewasnowlivinginthehouse,and,ongoingdownstairs,hefoundthattheyweretobreakfastentete-
a-tete。Shewasnotthenintheroom,butsheenteredinthecourseofafewminutes。Pierstonhadalreadyheardthatthewidowfeltbetterthismorning,andelatedbytheprospectofsittingwithAviceatthismealhewentforwardtoherjoyously。Assoonasshesawhiminthefullstrokeofdayfromthewindowshestarted;andhethenrememberedthatitwastheirfirstmeetingunderthesolarrays。
Shewassoovercomethatsheturnedandlefttheroomasifshehadforgottensomething;whenshere-enteredshewasvisiblypale。Sherecoveredherself,andapologized。Shehadbeensittingupthenightbeforethelast,shesaid,andwasnotquitesowellasusual。
Theremayhavebeensometruthinthis;butPierstoncouldnotgetoverthatfirstscaredlookofhers。Itwasenoughtogivedaytimestabilitytohisnightviewsofapossibletragedylurkinginthisweddingproject。Hedeterminedthat,atanycosttohisheart,thereshouldbenomisapprehensionabouthimfromthismoment。
’MissPierston,’hesaidastheysatdown,’sinceitiswellyoushouldknowallthetruthbeforewegoanyfurther,thattheremaybenoawkwarddiscoveriesafterwards,Iamgoingtotellyousomethingaboutmyself——ifyouarenottoodistressedtohearit?’
’No——letmehearit。’
’Iwasoncetheloverofyourmother,andwantedtomarryher,onlyshewouldn’t,orrathercouldn’t,marryme。’
’Ohowstrange!’saidthegirl,lookingfromhimtothebreakfastthings,andfromthebreakfastthingstohim。’Motherhasnevertoldmethat。Yetofcourse,youmighthavebeen。Imean,youareoldenough。’
Hetooktheremarkasasatireshehadnotintended。’Oyes——quiteoldenough,’hesaidgrimly。’Almosttooold。’
’Toooldformother?How’sthat?’
’BecauseIbelongedtoyourgrandmother。’
’No?Howcanthatbe?’
’Iwasherloverlikewise。IshouldhavemarriedherifIhadgonestraightoninsteadofroundthecorner。’
’Butyoucouldn’thavebeen,Mr。Pierston!Youarenotoldenough?
Why,howoldareyou?——youhavenevertoldme。’
’Iamveryold。’
’Mymother’s,andmygrandmother’s,’saidshe,lookingathimnolongerasatapossiblehusband,butasastrangefossilizedrelicinhumanform。Pierstonsawit,butmeaningtogiveupthegamehedidnotcaretosparehimself。
’Yourmother’sandyourgrandmother’syoungman,’herepeated。
’Andwereyoumygreat-grandmother’stoo?’sheasked,withanexpectantinterestinhiscaseasadramathatovercameherpersonalconsiderationsforamoment。
’No——notyourgreat-grandmother’s。Yourimaginationbeatsevenmyconfessions!……ButIamVERYold,asyousee。’
’Ididnotknowit!’saidsheinanappalledmurmur。’Youdonotlookso;andIthoughtthatwhatyoulookedyouwere。’
’Andyou——youareveryyoung,’hecontinued。
Astillnessfollowed,duringwhichshesatinatroubledconstraint,regardinghimnowandthenwithsomethinginheropeneyesandlargepupilsthatmighthavebeensympathyornervousness。Pierstonatescarceanybreakfast,andrisingabruptlyfromthetablesaidhewouldtakeawalkonthecliffsasthemorningwasfine。
Hedidso,proceedingalongthenorth-eastheightsfornearlyamile。
HehadvirtuallygivenAviceup,butnotformally。Hisintentionhadbeentogobacktothehouseinhalf-an-hourandpayamorningvisittotheinvalid;butbynotreturningtheplansofthepreviouseveningmightbeallowedtolapsesilently,asmerepourparlersthathadcometonothinginthefaceofAvice’swantofloveforhim。Pierstonaccordinglywentstraightalong,andinthecourseofanhourwasathisBudmouthlodgings。
Nothingoccurredtilltheeveningtoinformhimhowhisabsencehadbeentaken。ThenanotearrivedfromMrs。Pierston;itwaswritteninpencil,evidentlyasshelay。
’Iamalarmed,’shesaid,’atyourgoingsosuddenly。Aviceseemstothinkshehasoffendedyou。Shedidnotmeantodothat,Iamsure。
Itmakesmedreadfullyanxious!Willyousendaline?Surelyyouwillnotdesertusnow——myheartissosetonmychild’swelfare!’
’DesertyouIwon’t,’saidJocelyn。’Itistoomuchliketheoriginalcase。ButImustletherdesertme!’
Onhisreturn,withnootherobjectthanthatofwishingMrs。Pierstongood-bye,hefoundherpainfullyagitated。Sheclaspedhishandandwetteditwithhertears。
’Odon’tbeoffendedwithher!’shecried。’She’syoung。Weareonepeople——don’tmarryakimberlin!Itwillbreakmyheartifyouforsakehernow!Avice!’
Thegirlcame。’Mymannerwashastyandthoughtlessthismorning,’shesaidinalowvoice。’Pleasepardonme。Iwishtoabidebymypromise。’
Hermother,stilltearful,againjoinedtheirhands;andtheengagementstoodasbefore。
PierstonwentbacktoBudmouth,butdimlyseeinghowcuriously,throughhisbeingarichsuitor,ideasofbeneficenceandreparationwereretaininghiminthecoursearrangedbyhermother,andurgedbyhisowndesireinthefaceofhisunderstanding。
3。V。ONTHEVERGEOFPOSSESSION
InanticipationofhismarriagePierstonhadtakenanewredhouseoftheapprovedKensingtonpattern,withanewstudioatthebackaslargeasamediaevalbarn。Hither,incollusionwiththeelderAvice——whosehealthhadmendedsomewhat——heinvitedmotheranddaughtertospendaweekortwowithhim,thinkingtherebytoexerciseonthelatter’simaginationaninfluencewhichwasnotpracticablewhilehewasaguestattheirhouse;andbyinterestinghisbetrothedinthefittingandfurnishingofthisresidencetocreateinheranambitiontobeitsmistress。
Itwasapleasant,reposefultimetobeintown。Therewasnobodytointerruptthemintheirproceedings,and,itbeingoutoftheseason,thelargesttradesmenwereasattentivetotheirwantsasifthosefirmshadneverbeforebeenhonouredwithasinglecustomerwhomtheyreallyliked。Pierstonandhisguests,almostequallyinexperienced——
forthesculptorhadnearlyforgottenwhatknowledgeofhouseholdinghehadacquiredearlierinlife——couldconsiderandpractisethoroughlyaspeciesofskeleton-drillinreceivingvisitorswhenthepairshouldannouncethemselvesasmarriedandathomeinthecomingwinterseason。
Avicewascharming,evenifalittlecold。Hecongratulatedhimselfyetagainthattimeshouldhavereservedforhimthisfinalchanceforoneoftheline。Shewassomewhatlikehermother,whomhehadlovedintheflesh,butshehadthesoulofhergrandmother,whomhehadlovedinthespirit——and,forthatmatter,lovednow。Onlyonecriticismhadhetopassuponhischoice:thoughinoutwardsemblancehergrandamidealized,shehadnotthefirstAvice’scandour,butratherhermother’scloseness。Heneverknewexactlywhatshewasthinkingandfeeling。Yetheseemedtohavesuchprescriptiverightsinwomenofherbloodthatheroccasionalwantofconfidencedidnotdeeplytroublehim。
ItwasoneofthoseripeandmellowafternoonsthatsometimescolourLondonwiththeirgoldenlightatthistimeoftheyear,andproducethosemarvelloussunseteffectswhich,iftheywerenotknowntobemadeupofkitchencoal-smokeandanimalexhalations,wouldberapturouslyapplauded。Behindtheperpendicular,oblique,zigzagged,andcurvedzinc’tall-boys,’thatformedagreypatternnotunlikeearlyGothicnumeralsagainstthesky,themenandwomenonthetopsoftheomnibusessawanirradiationoftopazhues,darkenedhereandthereintorichestrusset。
Therehadbeenasharpshowerduringtheafternoon,andPierston——whohadtotakecareofhimself——hadwornapairofgoloshesonhisshortwalkinthestreet。Henoiselesslyenteredthestudio,insidewhichsomegleamsofthesamemellowlighthadmanagedtocreep,andwhereheguessedheshouldfindhisprospectivewifeandmother-in-lawawaitinghimwithtea。ButonlyAvicewasthere,seatedbesidetheteapotofbrowndelf,which,asartists,theyaffected,herbackbeingtowardhim。Shewasholdingherhandkerchieftohereyes,andhesawthatshewasweepingsilently。
Inanothermomentheperceivedthatshewasweepingoverabook。Bythistimeshehadheardhim,andcameforward。Hemadeitappearthathehadnotnoticedherdistress,andtheydiscussedsomearrangementsoffurniture。Whenhehadtakenacupofteashewentaway,leavingthebookbehindher。
Pierstontookitup。Thevolumewasanoldschool-book;Stievenard’s’LecturesFrancaises,’withhernameinitasapupilatSandbourneHighSchool,anddate-markingsdenotinglessonstakenatacomparativelyrecenttime,forAvicehadbeenbutanoviceasgovernesswhenhediscoveredher。
Foraschool-girl——whichshevirtuallywas——toweepoveraschool-bookwasstrange。Couldshehavebeenaffectedbysomesubjectinthereadings?Impossible。Pierstonfelltothinking,andzestdiedfortheprocessoffurnishing,whichhehadundertakensogaily。Somehow,thebloomwasagaindisappearingfromhisapproachingmarriage。YethelovedAvicemoreandmoretenderly;hefearedsometimesthatinthesolicitousnessofhisaffectionhewasspoilingherbyindulginghereverywhim。
Helookedroundthelargeandambitiousapartment,nowbecomingcloudedwithshades,outofwhichthewhiteandcadaverouscountenancesofhisstudies,casts,andotherlumberpeeredmeditativelyathim,asiftheyweresaying,’Whatareyougoingtodonow,oldboy?’Theyhadneverlookedlikethatwhilestandinginhispasthomelyworkshop,whereallthereallaboursofhislifehadbeencarriedout。Whatshouldamanofhisage,whohadnotforyearsdoneanythingtospeakof——certainlynottoaddtohisreputationasanartist——wantwithanewplacelikethis?Itwasallbecauseoftheelectlady,andsheapparentlydidnotwanthim。
PierstondidnotobserveanythingfurtherinAvicetocausehimmisgivingtillonedinner-time,aweeklater,towardstheendofthevisit。Then,ashesathimselfbetweenherandhermotherattheirlimitedtable,hewasstruckwithhernervousness,andwastemptedtosay,’Whyareyoutroubled,mylittledearest?’intoneswhichdisclosedthathewasastroubledasshe。
’AmItroubled?’shesaidwithastart,turninghergentlehazeleyesuponhim。’Yes,IsupposeIam。ItisbecauseIhavereceivedaletter——fromanoldfriend。’
’Youdidn’tshowittome,’saidhermother。
’No——Itoreitup。’
’Why?’
’Itwasnotnecessarytokeepit,soIdestroyedit。’
Mrs。Pierstondidnotpressherfurtheronthesubject,andAviceshowednodispositiontocontinueit。Theyretiredratherearly,astheyalwaysdid,butPierstonremainedpacingabouthisstudioalongwhile,musingonmanythings,nottheleastbeingtheperceptionthattowedawomanmaybebynomeansthesamethingastobeunitedwithher。The’oldfriend’ofAvice’sremarkhadsoundedverymuchlike’lover。’Otherwisewhyshouldtheletterhavesogreatlydisturbedher?
Thereseemedtobesomethinguncanny,afterall,aboutLondon,initsrelationtohiscontemplatedmarriage。Whenshehadfirstcomeupshewaseasierwithhimthannow。Andyethisbringinghertherehadhelpedhiscause;thehousehaddecidedlyimpressedher——almostoverawedher,andthoughheownedthatbynolawofnatureorreasonhadhermotherorhimselfanyrighttourgeonAvicepartnershipwithhimagainstherinclination,heresolvedtomakethemostofhavingherunderhisinfluencebygettingtheweddingdetailssettledbeforesheandhermotherleft。
Thenextmorningheproceededtodothis。WhenheencounteredAvicetherewasatraceofapprehensiononherface;buthesetthatdowntoafearthatshehadoffendedhimthenightbeforebyhertaciturnity。
Directlyherequestedhermother,inAvice’spresence,togethertofixthedayquiteearly,Mrs。Pierstonbecamebrighterandbrisker。
She,too,plainlyhaddoubtsaboutthewisdomofdelay,andturningtoherdaughtersaid,’Now,mydear,doyouhear?’
Itwasultimatelyagreedthatthewidowandherdaughtershouldgobackinadayortwo,toawaitPierston’sarrivalonthewedding-eve,immediatelyaftertheirreturn。
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InpursuanceofthearrangementPierstonfoundhimselfonthesouthshoreofEnglandinthegloomoftheaforesaidevening,theisle,ashelookedacrossatitwithhisapproach,beingjustdiscernibleasamopingcountenance,acreaturesullenwithasensethathewasabouttowithdrawfromitskeepingtherarestobjectithadeverowned。Hehadcomealone,nottoembarrassthem,andhadintendedtohaltacoupleofhoursintheneighbouringseaporttogivesomeordersrelatingtothewedding,butthelittlerailwaytrainbeinginwaitingtotakehimon,heproceededwithanaturalimpatience,resolvingtodohisbusinessherebymessengerfromtheisle。
HepassedtheruinsoftheTudorcastleandthelongfeaturelessribofgrindingpebblesthatscreenedofftheoutersea,whichcouldbeheardliftinganddippingrhythmicallyinthewidevaguenessoftheBay。Attheunder-hillislandtownletoftheWellstherewerenoflys,andleavinghisthingstobebroughton,asheoftendid,heclimbedtheeminenceonfoot。
Half-wayupthesteepestpartofthepasshesawintheduskafigurepausing——thesinglepersonontheincline。Thoughitwastoodarktoidentifyfaces,Pierstongatheredfromthewayinwhichthehaltingstrangerwassupportinghimselfbythehandrail,whichhereborderedtheroadtoassistclimbers,thatthepersonwasexhausted。
’Anythingthematter?’hesaid。
’Ono——notmuch,’wasreturnedbytheother。’Butitissteepjusthere。’
TheaccentwasnotquitethatofanEnglishman,andstruckhimashailingfromoneoftheChannelIslands。’Can’tIhelpyouuptothetop?’hesaid,forthevoice,thoughthatofayoungman,seemedfaintandshaken。
’No,thankyou。Ihavebeenill;butIthoughtIwasallrightagain;
andasthenightwasfineIwalkedintotheislandbytheroad。Itturnedouttoberathertoomuchforme,asthereissomeweaknessleftstill;andthisstiffinclinebroughtitout。’
’Naturally。You’dbettertakeholdofmyarm——atanyratetothebrowhere。’
Thuspressedthestrangerdidso,andtheywentontowardstheridge,till,reachingthelime-kilnstandingtherethestrangerabandonedhishold,saying:’Thankyouforyourassistance,sir。Good-night。’
’Idon’tthinkIrecognizeyourvoiceasanative’s?’
’No,itisnot。IamaJerseyman。Goodnight,sir。’
’Good-night,ifyouaresureyoucangeton。Here,takethisstick——itisnousetome。’Sayingwhich,Pierstonputhiswalking-stickintotheyoungman’shand。
’Thankyouagain。IshallbequiterecoveredwhenIhaverestedaminuteortwo。Don’tletmedetainyou,please。’
Thestrangerashespoketurnedhisfacetowardsthesouth,wheretheBeallighthadjustcomeintoview,andstoodregardingitwithanobstinatefixity。AsheevidentlywishedtobelefttohimselfJocelynwenton,andtroublednomoreabouthim,thoughthedesireoftheyoungmantoberidofhiscompany,afteracceptinghiswalking-stickandhisarm,hadcomewithasuddennessthatwasalmostemotional;andimpressionableasJocelynwas,nolessnowthaninyouth,hewassaddenedforaminutebythesensethattherewerepeopleintheworldwhodidnotlikeevenhissympathy。
However,apleasurewhichobliteratedallthisarosewhenPierstondrewneartothehousethatwaslikelytobehisdearhomeonallfuturevisitstotheisle,perhapsevenhispermanenthomeashegrewolderandtheassociationsofhisyouthre-assertedthemselves。Ithadbeen,too,hisfather’shouse,thehouseinwhichhewasborn,andheamusedhisfancywithplansforitsenlargementunderthesupervisionofAviceandhimself。Itwasastillgreaterpleasuretobeholdatallandshapelyfigurestandingagainstthelightoftheopendoorandpresumablyawaitinghim。
Avice,whoitwas,gavealittlejumpwhensherecognizedhim,butdutifullyallowedhimtokissherwhenhereachedherside;thoughhernervousnesswasonlytooapparent,andwaslikeachild’stowardsaparentwhomayprovestern。
’HowdearofyoutoguessthatImightcomeonatonceinsteadoflater!’saidJocelyn。’Well,ifIhadstayedinthetowntogototheshopsandsoon,Icouldnothavegotheretillthelasttrain。Howismother?——ourmother,asIshallcallhersoon。’
Avicesaidthathermotherhadnotbeensowell——shefearednotnearlysowellsinceherreturnfromLondon,sothatshewasobligedtokeepherroom。Thevisithadperhapsbeentoomuchforher。’Butshewillnotacknowledgethatsheismuchweaker,becauseshewillnotdisturbmyhappiness。’
Jocelynwasinamoodtolettriflesofmannerpass,andhetooknonoticeoftheeffortwhichhadaccompaniedthelastword。TheywentupstairstoMrs。Pierston,whoseobviousreliefandthankfulnessatsightofhimwasgratefultohervisitor。
’Iamso,Osogladyouarecome!’shesaidhuskily,assheheldoutherthinhandandstifledasob。’Ihavebeenso——’
Shecouldgetnofurtherforamoment,andAviceturnedawayweeping,andabruptlylefttheroom。
’Ihavesosetmyheartonthis,’Mrs。Pierstonwenton,’thatIhavenotbeenabletosleepoflate,forIhavefearedImightdropoffsuddenlybeforesheisyours,andlosethecomfortofseeingyouactuallyunited。Yourbeingsokindtomeinoldtimeshasmademesosurethatshewillfindagoodhusbandinyou,thatIamoveranxious,Iknow。Indeed,IhavenotlikedtoletherknowquitehowanxiousI
am。’
ThustheytalkedtillJocelynbadehergoodnight,itbeingnoticeablethatMrs。Pierston,chastenedbyherillnesses,maintainednolongeranyreserveonhergladnesstoacquirehimasherson-in-law;andherfeelingsdestroyedanyremainingscrupleshemighthavehadfromperceivingthatAvice’sconsentwasratheranobediencethanadesire。
Ashewentdownstairs,andfoundAviceawaitinghisdescent,hewonderedifanythinghadoccurredhereduringhisabsencetogiveMrs。
Pierstonnewuneasinessaboutthemarriage,butitwasaninquiryhecouldnotaddresstoagirlwhoseactionscouldalonebethecauseofsuchuneasiness。
Helookedroundforherashesupped,butthoughshehadcomeintotheroomwithhimshewasnottherenow。Herememberedhertellinghimthatshehadhadsupperwithhermother,andJocelynsatonquietlymusingandsippinghiswineforsomethingnearhalf-an-hour。Wonderingthenforthefirsttimewhathadbecomeofher,heroseandwenttothedoor。Avicewasquitenearhimafterall——onlystandingatthefrontdoorasshehadbeendoingwhenhecame,lookingintothelightofthefullmoon,whichhadrisensincehisarrival。Hissuddenopeningofthedining-roomdoorseemedtoagitateher。
’Whatisit,dear?’heasked。
’Asmotherismuchbetteranddoesn’twantme,IoughttogoandseesomebodyIpromisedtotakeaparcelto——IfeelIought。Andyet,asyouhavejustcometoseeme——Isupposeyoudon’tapproveofmygoingoutwhileyouarehere?’
’Whoistheperson?’
’Somebodydownthatway,’shesaidindefinitely。’Itisnotveryfaroff。Iamnotafraid——Igooutoftenbymyselfatnighthereabout。’
Hereassuredhergood-humouredly。’Ifyoureallywishtogo,mydear,ofcourseIdon’tobject。Ihavenoauthoritytodothattilltomorrow,andyouknowthatifIhaditIshouldn’tuseit。’
’Obutyouhave!Motherbeinganinvalid,youareinherplace,apartfrom——to-morrow。’
’Nonsense,darling。Runacrosstoyourfriend’shousebyallmeansifyouwantto。’
’Andyou’llbeherewhenIcomein?’
’No,Iamgoingdowntotheinntoseeifmythingsarebroughtup。’
’Buthasn’tmotheraskedyoutostayhere?Thespareroomwasgotreadyforyou……Dearme,IamafraidIoughttohavetoldyou。’
’Shedidaskme。ButIhavesomethingscoming,directedtotheinn,andIhadbetterbethere。SoI’llwishyougood-night,thoughitisnotlate。Iwillcomeinquiteearlyto-morrow,toinquirehowyourmotherisgoingon,andtowishyougood-morning。Youwillbebackagainquicklythisevening?’
’Oyes。’
’AndIneedn’tgowithyouforcompany?’
’Ono,thankyou。Itisnodistance。’
Pierstonthendeparted,thinkinghowentirelyhermannerwasthatofonetowhomaquestionofdoinganythingwasaquestionofpermissionandnotofjudgment。HehadnosoonergonethanAvicetookaparcelfromacupboard,putonherhatandcloak,andfollowingbythewayhehadtakentillshereachedtheentrancetoSylvaniaCastle,therestoodstill。ShecouldhearPierston’sfootstepspassingdownEastQuarrierstotheinn;butshewentnofurtherinthatdirection。Turningintothelaneontheright,ofwhichmentionhassooftenbeenmade,shewentquicklypastthelastcottage,andhavingenteredthegorgebeyondsheclamberedintotheruinoftheRedKing’sorBow-and-ArrowCastle,standingasasquareblackmassagainstthemoonlit,indefinitesea。
3。VI。THEWELL-BELOVEDIS——WHERE?
Mrs。Pierstonpassedarestlessnight,butthissheletnobodyknow;
nor,whatwaspainfullyevidenttoherself,thatherprostrationwasincreasedbyanxietyandsuspenseabouttheweddingonwhichshehadtoomuchsetherheart。
DuringtheverybriefspaceinwhichshedozedAvicecameintoherroom。Asitwasnotinfrequentforherdaughtertolookinuponherthusshetooklittlenotice,merelysayingtoassurethegirl:’Iambetter,dear。Don’tcomeinagain。Gettosleepyourself。’
Themother,however,wentthinkinganew。Shehadnoapprehensionsaboutthismarriage。Shefeltperfectlysurethatitwasthebestthingshecoulddoforhergirl。NotayoungwomanontheislandbutwasenvyingAviceatthatmoment;forJocelynwasabsurdlyyoungforthreescore,agood-lookingman,onewhosehistorywasgenerallyknownhere;asalsoweretheexactfiguresofthefortunehehadinheritedfromhisfather,andthesocialstandinghecouldclaim——astanding,however,whichthatfortunewouldnothavebeenlargeenoughtoprocureunassistedbyhisreputationinhisart。
ButAvicehadbeenweakenough,ashermotherknew,toindulgeinfanciesforlocalyouthsfromtimetotime,andMrs。Pierstoncouldnothelpcongratulatingherselfthatherdaughterhadbeensodocileinthecircumstances。Yettoeveryoneexcept,perhaps,Aviceherself,Jocelynwasthemostromanticoflovers。Indeedwasthereeversucharomanceasthatmanembodiedinhisrelationstoherhouse?RejectingthefirstAvice,thesecondhadrejectedhim,andtorallytothethirdwithfinalachievementwasanartisticandtenderfinishtowhichitwasungratefulinanybodytobeblind。
ThewidowthoughtthatthesecondAvicemightprobablynothaverejectedPierstononthatoccasionintheLondonstudiosomanyyearsagoifdestinyhadnotarrangedthatsheshouldhavebeensecretlyunitedtoanotherwhentheproposingmomentcame。
Butwhathadcomewasbest。’MyGod,’shesaidattimesthatnight,’tothinkmyaiminwritingtohimshouldbefulfillingitselflikethis!’
Whenallwasrightanddone,whatasuccessuponthewholeherlifewouldhavebeen。Shewhohadbegunhercareerasacottage-girl,asmallquarry-owner’sdaughter,hadsunksolowastothepositionoflaundress,hadengagedinvariousmenialoccupations,hadmadeanunhappymarriageforlovewhichhad,however,inthelongrun,thankstoJocelyn’smanagement,muchimprovedherposition,wasatlasttoseeherdaughtersecurewhatsheherselfhadjustmissedsecuring,andestablishedinahomeofaffluenceandrefinement。
Thusthesickwomanexcitedherselfasthehourswenton。Atlast,inhertensenessitseemedtoherthatthetimehadalreadycomeatwhichthehouseholdwasstirring,andshefanciedsheheardconversationinherdaughter’sroom。Butshefoundthatitwasonlyfiveo’clock,andnotyetdaylight。Herstatewassuchthatshecouldseethehangingsofthebedtremblewithhertremors。Shehaddeclaredovernightthatshedidnotrequireanyonetositupwithher,butshenowrangalittlehandbell,andinafewminutesanurseappeared;RuthStockwool,anislandwomanandneighbour,whomMrs。Pierstonknewwell,andwhoknewallMrs。Pierston’shistory。
’IamsonervousthatIcan’tstaybymyself,’saidthewidow。’AndI
thoughtIheardBeckydressingMissAviceinherweddingthings。’
’Ono——notyet,ma’am。There’snobodyup。ButI’llgetyousomething。’
WhenMrs。Pierstonhadtakenalittlenourishmentshewenton:’I
can’thelpfrighteningmyselfwiththoughtsthatshewon’tmarryhim。
YouseeheisolderthanAvice。’
’Yes,heis,’saidherneighbour。’ButIdon’tseehowanythingcanhendertheweddennow。’
’Avice,youknow,hadfancies;atleastonefancyforanotherman;ayoungfellowoffive-and-twenty。Andshe’sbeenverysecretandoddaboutit。Iwishshehadravedandcriedandhaditout;butshe’sbeenquitetheotherway。Iknowshe’sfondofhimstill。’
’What——thatyoungFrenchman,Mr。Leverreo’Sandbourne?I’veheardalittleofit。ButIshouldsaytherewaddenmuchbetween’em。’
’Idon’tthinktherewas。ButI’veasortofconvictionthatshesawhimlastnight。Ibelieveitwasonlytobidhimgood-bye,andreturnhimsomebookshehadgivenher;butIwishshehadneverknownhim;heisratheranexcitable,impulsiveyoungman,andhemightmakemischief。Heisn’taFrenchman,thoughhehaslivedinFrance。HisfatherwasaJerseygentleman,andonhisbecomingawidowerhemarriedashissecondwifeanativeofthisveryisland。That’smainlywhytheyoungmanissoathomeintheseparts。’
’Ah——nowIfollow’ee。ShewasaBencomb,hisstepmother:Iheardsomethingaboutheryearsago。’
’Yes;herfatherhadthebiggeststone-tradeontheislandatonetime;
butthenameisforgottenherenow。HeretiredyearsbeforeIwasborn。However,motherusedtotellmethatshewasahandsomeyoungwoman,whotriedtocatchMr。Pierstonwhenhewasayoungman,andscandalizedherselfabitwithhim。Shewentoffabroadwithherfather,whohadmadeafortunehere;butwhenhegotovertherehelostitnearlyallinsomeway。YearsaftershemarriedthisJerseyman,Mr。
Leverre,whohadbeenfondofherasagirl,andshebroughtuphischildasherown。’
Mrs。Pierstonpaused,butasRuthdidnotaskanyquestionshepresentlyresumedherself-relievingmurmur:
’HowMissAvicegottoknowtheyoungmanwasinthisway。WhenMrs。
Leverre’shusbanddiedshecamefromJerseytoliveatSandbourne;andmadeitherbusinessonedaytocrossovertothisplacetomakeinquiriesaboutMr。JocelynPierston。AsmynamewasPierstonshecalleduponmewithherson,andsoAviceandhegotacquainted。WhenAvicewentbacktoSandbournetothefinishingschooltheykeptuptheacquaintanceinsecret。HetaughtFrenchsomewherethere,anddoesstill,Ibelieve。’
’Well,Ihopeshe’llforgeten。Heiddengoodenough。’
’Ihopeso——Ihopeso……NowI’lltrytogetalittlenap。’
RuthStockwoolwentbacktoherroom,where,findingitwouldnotbenecessarytogetupforanotherhour,shelaydownagainandsoonslept。Herbedwasclosetothestaircase,fromwhichitwasdividedbyalathpartitiononly,andherconsciousnesseitherwasorseemedtobearousedbylightbrushingtouchesontheoutsideofthepartition,asoffingersfeelingthewaydownstairsinthedark。Theslightnoisepassed,andinafewsecondsshedreamtorfanciedshecouldheartheunfasteningofthebackdoor。
Shehadnearlysunkintoanothersoundsleepwhenpreciselythesamephenomenawererepeated;fingersbrushingalongthewallclosetoherhead,down,downward,thesoftopeningofthedoor,itsclose,andsilenceagain。
Shenowbecameclearlyawake。Therepetitionoftheprocesshadmadethewholematterasingularone。Earlyasitwasthefirstsoundsmighthavebeenthoseofthehousemaiddescending,thoughwhysheshouldhavecomedownsostealthilyandinthedarkdidnotmakeitselfclear。Butthesecondperformancewasinexplicable。Ruthgotoutofbedandliftedherblind。Thedawnwashardlyyetpink,andthelightfromthesandbankwasnotyetextinguished。Butthebushesofeuonymusagainstthewhitepalingsofthefrontgardencouldbeseen,alsothelightsurfaceoftheroadwindingawaylikearibandtothenorthentranceofSylvaniaCastle,thenceroundtothevillage,thecliffs,andtheCovebehind。Upontheroadtwodarkfigurescouldjustbediscerned,onealittlewaybehindtheother,butovertakingandjoiningtheforemostasRuthlooked。Afteralltheymightbequarriersorlighthouse-keepersfromthesouthoftheisland,orfishermenjustlandedfromanight’swork。Therebeingnothingtoconnectthemwiththenoisesshehadheardindoorsshedismissedthewholesubject,andwenttobedagain。
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JocelynhadpromisedtopayanearlyvisittoascertainthestateofMrs。Pierston’shealthafterhernight’srest,herprecariousconditionbeingmoreobvioustohimthantoAvice,andmakinghimalittleanxious。Subsequenteventscausedhimtorememberthatwhilehewasdressinghecasuallyobservedtwoorthreeboatmenstandingnearthecliffbeyondthevillage,andapparentlywatchingwithdeepinterestwhatseemedtobeaboatfarawaytowardstheoppositeshoreofSouthWessex。Athalf-pasteighthecamefromthedooroftheinnandwentstraighttoMrs。Pierston’s。Onapproachinghediscoveredthatastrangeexpressionwhichseemedtohangaboutthehouse-frontthatmorningwasmorethanafancy,thegate,door,andtwowindowsbeingopen,thoughtheblindsofotherwindowswerenotdrawnup,thewholelendingavacant,dazedlooktothedomicile,asofapersongapinginsuddenstultification。Nobodyansweredhisknock,andwalkingintothedining-roomhefoundthatnobreakfasthadbeenlaid。Hisflashingthoughtwas,’Mrs。Pierstonisdead。’
Whilestandingintheroomsomebodycamedownstairs,andJocelynencounteredRuthStockwool,anopenletterflutteringinherhand。
’OMr。Pierston,Mr。Pierston!TheLord-a-Lord!’
’What?Mrs。Pierston——’
’No,no!MissAvice!Sheisgone!——yes——gone!Readyethis,sir。Itwasleftinherbedroom,andwebefairlygalliedoutofoursenses!’
Hetooktheletterandconfusedlybeheldthatitwasintwohandwritings,thefirstsectionbeinginAvice’s:
’MYDEARMOTHER,——HoweverwillyouforgivemeforwhatIhavedone!
Sodeceitfulasitseems。AndyettillthisnightIhadnoideaofdeceivingeitheryouorMr。Pierston。
’Lastnightatteno’clockIwentout,asyoumayhaveguessed,toseeMr。Leverreforthelasttime,andtogivehimbackhisbooks,letters,andlittlepresentstome。Iwentonlyafewsteps——toBow-and-ArrowCastle,wherewemetaswehadagreedtodo,sincehecouldnotcall。
WhenIreachedtheplaceIfoundhimtherewaiting,butquiteill。Hehadbeenunwellathismother’shouseforsomedays,andhadbeenobligedtostayinbed,buthehadgotuponpurposetocomeandbidmegood-bye。Theover-exertionofthejourneyupsethim,andthoughwestayedandstayedtilltwelveo’clockhefeltquiteunabletogobackhome——unable,indeed,tomovemorethanafewyards。Ihadtriedsohardnottolovehimanylonger,butIlovedhimsonowthatIcouldnotdeserthimandleavehimouttheretocatchhisdeath。SoIhelpedhim——nearlycarryinghim——onandontoourdoor,andthenroundtotheback。Herehegotalittlebetter,andashecouldnotstaythere,andeverybodywasnowasleep,IhelpedhimupstairsintotheroomwehadpreparedforMr。Pierstonifheshouldhavewantedone。Igothimintobed,andthenfetchedsomebrandyandalittleofyourtonic。Didyouseemecomeintoyourroomforit,orwereyouasleep?
’Isatbyhimallnight。Heimprovedslowly,andwetalkedoverwhatwehadbetterdo。Ifeltthat,thoughIhadintendedtogivehimup,I
couldnotnowbecominglymarryanyotherman,andthatIoughttomarryhim。Wedecidedtodoitatonce,beforeanybodycouldhinderus。Sowecamedownbeforeitwaslight,andhavegoneawaytogettheceremonysolemnized。
’TellMr。Pierstonitwasnotpremeditated,buttheresultofanaccident。Iamsincerelysorrytohavetreatedhimwithwhathewillthinkunfairness,butthoughIdidnotlovehimImeanttoobeyyouandmarryhim。ButGodsentthisnecessityofmyhavingtogivesheltertomyLove,toprevent,Ithink,mydoingwhatIamnowconvincedwouldhavebeenwrong——Everyourlovingdaughter,AVICE。’
Thesecondwasinaman’shand:
’DEARMOTHER(asyouwillsoonbetome),——AvicehasclearlyexplainedabovehowithappenedthatIhavenotbeenabletogiveheruptoMr。
Pierston。IthinkIshouldhavediedifIhadnotacceptedthehospitalityofaroominyourhousethisnight,andyourdaughter’stendernursingthroughthedarkdrearyhours。Weloveeachotherbeyondexpression,anditisobviousthat,ifwearehuman,wecannotresistmarryingnow,inspiteoffriends’wishes。Willyoupleasesendthenotelyingbesidethistomymother。ItismerelytoexplainwhatIhavedone——Yourswithwarmestregard,HENRILEVERRE。’
Jocelynturnedawayandlookedoutofthewindow。
’Mrs。Pierstonthoughtsheheardsometalkinginthenight,butofcoursesheputitdowntofancy。AndsheremembersMissAvicecomingintoherroomatoneo’clockinthemorning,andgoingtothetablewherethemedicinewasstanding。Aslygirl——allthetimeheryoungmanwithinayardortwo,intheveryroom,andausingtheverycleansheetsthatyou,sir,weretohaveused!Theyareourbestlinenones,gotupbeautiful,andakeptwi’rosemary。Really,sir,onewouldsayyoustayedouto’yourchammero’purposetoobligetheyoungmanwithabed!’
’Don’tblamethem,don’tblamethem!’saidJocelyninanevenandcharacterlessvoice。’Don’tblameher,particularly。Shedidn’tmakethecircumstances。Idid……ItwashowIservedhergrandmother……Well,she’sgone!Youneedn’tmakeamysteryofit。Tellittoalltheisland:saythatamancametomarryawife,anddidn’tfindherathome。Telleverybodythatshe’srunaway。Itmustbeknownsoonerorlater。’
Oneoftheservantssaid,afterwaitingafewmoments:’Weshan’tdothat,sir。’
’Oh——Whywon’tyou?’
’Welikedhertoowell,withallherfaults。’
’Ah——didyou,’saidhe;andhesighed。HeperceivedthattheyoungermaidsweresecretlyonAvice’sside。
’Howdoeshermotherbearit?’Jocelynasked。’Issheawake?’
Mrs。Pierstonhadhardlyslept,and,havinglearntthetidingsinadvertently,becamesodistractedandincoherentastobelikeapersoninadelirium;till,afewmomentsbeforehearrived,allherexcitementceased,andshelayinaweak,quietsilence。
’Letmegoup,’Pierstonsaid。’Andsendforthedoctor。’
PassingAvice’schamberheperceivedthatthelittlebedhadnotbeenslepton。Atthedoorofthespareroomhelookedin。Inonecornerstoodawalking-stick——hisown。
’Wheredidthatcomefrom?’
’Wefounditthere,sir。’
’Ahyes——Igaveittohim。’Tislikemetoplayanother’sgame!’
ItwasthelastspurtofbitternessthatJocelynletescapehim。HewentontowardsMrs。Pierston’sroom,precededbytheservant。
’Mr。Pierstonhascome,ma’am,’heheardhersaytotheinvalid。Butasthelattertooknonoticethewomanrushedforwardtothebed。
’Whathashappenedtoher,Mr。Pierston?Owhatdoitmean?’
AvicetheSecondwaslyingplacidlyinthepositioninwhichthenursehadlefther;butnobreathcamefromherlips,andarigidityoffeaturewasaccompaniedbythepreciseexpressionwhichhadcharacterizedherfacewhenPierstonhadherasagirlinhisstudio。
Hesawthatitwasdeath,thoughsheappearedtohavebreathedherlastonlyafewmomentsbefore。
RuthStockwool’scomposuredesertedher。’’TistheshockoffindingMissAvicegonethathasdoneit!’shecried。’Shehaskilledhermother!’
’Don’tsaysuchaterriblething!’exclaimedJocelyn。
’Butsheoughttohaveobeyedhermother——agoodmotherasshewas!
Howshehadsetherheartuponthewedding,poorsoul;andwecouldn’thelpherknowingwhathadhappened!Ohowungratefulyoungfolkbe!
Thatgirlwillruethismorning’swork!’
’Wemustgetthedoctor,’saidPierston,mechanically,hasteningfromtheroom。
Whenthelocalpractitionercamehemerelyconfirmedtheirownverdict,andthoughtherdeathhadundoubtedlybeenhastenedbytheshockoftheillnewsuponafeebleheart,followingalongstrainofanxietyaboutthewedding。Hedidnotconsiderthataninquestwouldbenecessary。