Episode 14

But the revived sense that she was deceiving him threw a damp over her spirits.'But,after all,'she said to herself,'he is a young man of Elsenford,handsome,able,and the soul of honour;and I am a young woman of the adjoining parish,who have been constantly thrown into communication with him.Is it not,by nature's rule,the most proper thing in the world that I should marry him,and is it not an absurd conventional regulation which says that such a union would be wrong?'It may be concluded that the strength of Christine's large-minded argument was rather an evidence of weakness than of strength in the passion it concerned,which had required neither argument nor reasoning of any kind for its maintenance when full and flush in its early days.

When driving home in the dark with her father she sank into pensive silence.She was thinking of Nicholas having to trudge on foot all those miles back after his exertions on the sward.Mr.Everard,arousing himself from a nap,said suddenly,'I have something to mention to 'ee,by George--so I have,Chris!You probably know what it is?'She expressed ignorance,wondering if her father had discovered anything of her secret.

'Well,according to HIM you know it.But I will tell 'ee.Perhaps you noticed young Jim Bellston walking me off down the lawn with him?--whether or no,we walked together a good while;and he informed me that he wanted to pay his addresses to 'ee.I naturally said that it depended upon yourself;and he replied that you were willing enough;you had given him particular encouragement--showing your preference for him by specially choosing him for your partner--hey?

"In that case,"says I,"go on and conquer--settle it with her--Ihave no objection."The poor fellow was very grateful,and in short,there we left the matter.He'll propose to-morrow.'

She saw now to her dismay what James Bellston had read as encouragement.'He has mistaken me altogether,'she said.'I had no idea of such a thing.'

'What,you won't have him?'

'Indeed,I cannot!'

'Chrissy,'said Mr.Everard with emphasis,'there's NOObody whom Ishould so like you to marry as that young man.He's a thoroughly clever fellow,and fairly well provided for.He's travelled all over the temperate zone;but he says that directly he marries he's going to give up all that,and be a regular stay-at-home.You would be nowhere safer than in his hands.''It is true,'she answered.'He IS a highly desirable match,and ISHOULD be well provided for,and probably very safe in his hands.''Then don't be skittish,and stand-to.'

She had spoken from her conscience and understanding,and not to please her father.As a reflecting woman she believed that such a marriage would be a wise one.In great things Nicholas was closest to her nature;in little things Bellston seemed immeasurably nearer than Nic;and life was made up of little things.

Altogether the firmament looked black for Nicholas Long,notwithstanding her half-hour's ardour for him when she saw him dancing with the dairyman's daughter.Most great passions,movements,and beliefs--individual and national--burst during their decline into a temporary irradiation,which rivals their original splendour;and then they speedily become extinct.Perhaps the dance had given the last flare-up to Christine's love.It seemed to have improvidently consumed for its immediate purpose all her ardour forwards,so that for the future there was nothing left but frigidity.

Nicholas had certainly been very foolish about that licence!

CHAPTER IV

This laxity of emotional tone was further increased by an incident,when,two days later,she kept an appointment with Nicholas in the Sallows.The Sallows was an extension of shrubberies and plantations along the banks of the Froom,accessible from the lawn of Froom-Everard House only,except by wading through the river at the waterfall or elsewhere.Near the brink was a thicket of box in which a trunk lay prostrate;this had been once or twice their trysting-place,though it was by no means a safe one;and it was here she sat awaiting him now.

The noise of the stream muffled any sound of footsteps,and it was before she was aware of his approach that she looked up and saw him wading across at the top of the waterfall.

Noontide lights and dwarfed shadows always banished the romantic aspect of her love for Nicholas.Moreover,something new had occurred to disturb her;and if ever she had regretted giving way to a tenderness for him--which perhaps she had not done with any distinctness--she regretted it now.Yet in the bottom of their hearts those two were excellently paired,the very twin halves of a perfect whole;and their love was pure.But at this hour surfaces showed garishly,and obscured the depths.Probably her regret appeared in her face.

He walked up to her without speaking,the water running from his boots;and,taking one of her hands in each of his own,looked narrowly into her eyes.

'Have you thought it over?'

'WHAT?'

'Whether we shall try again;you remember saying you would at the dance?''Oh,I had forgotten that!'

'You are sorry we tried at all!'he said accusingly.

'I am not so sorry for the fact as for the rumours,'she said.

'Ah!rumours?'

'They say we are already married.'

'Who?'

'I cannot tell exactly.I heard some whispering to that effect.

Somebody in the village told one of the servants,I believe.This man said that he was crossing the churchyard early on that unfortunate foggy morning,and heard voices in the chancel,and peeped through the window as well as the dim panes would let him;and there he saw you and me and Mr.Bealand,and so on;but thinking his surmises would be dangerous knowledge,he hastened on.And so the story got afloat.Then your aunt,too--''Good Lord!--what has she done?'

The story was,told her,and she said proudly,"O yes,it is true enough.I have seen the licence.But it is not to be known yet."'

'Seen the licence?How the--'

'Accidentally,I believe,when your coat was hanging somewhere.'

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