a simpleton-第49章
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lies。〃
Rosa complied with his proposal; and left him alone while she
bathed her eyes; and tried to compose herself; for she was all
trembling at this sudden irruption。
When she returned to the drawing…room; he was walking about;
looking grave and thoughtful。
〃It is the old story;〃 said he; rather gently: 〃a MISUNDERSTANDING。
How wise our ancestors were that first used that word to mean a
quarrel! for; look into twenty quarrels; and you shall detect a
score of mis…under…standings。 Yet our American cousins must go and
substitute the un…ideaed word 'difficulty'; that is wonderful。 I
had no quarrel with him: delighted to see either of you。 But I had
called twice on him; so I thought he ought to get over his temper;
and call on a tried friend like me。 A misunderstanding! Now; my
dear; let us have no more of these misunderstandings。 You will
always be welcome at my house; and I shall often come here and look
after you and your interests。 What do you mean to do; I wonder?〃
〃Sir; I am to go home to my father; if he will be troubled with me。
I have written to him。〃
〃And what is to become of the Bijou?〃
〃My Christie thought I should like to part with it; and the
furniturebut his own writing…desk and his chair; no; I never
will; and his little clock。 Oh! oh! oh!But I remember what you
said about agents; and I don't know what to do; for I shall be
away。〃
〃Then; leave it to me。 I'll come and live here with one servant;
and I'll soon sell it for you。〃
〃You; Uncle Philip!〃
〃Well; why not?〃 said he roughly。
〃That will be a great trouble and discomfort to you; I'm afraid。〃
〃If I find it so; I'll soon drop it。 I'm not the fool to put
myself out for anybody。 When you are ready to go out; send me
word; and I'll come in。〃
Soon after this he bustled off。 He gave her a sort of hurried kiss
at parting; as if he was ashamed of it; and wanted it over as
quickly as possible。
Next day her father came; condoled with her politely; assured her
there was nothing to cry about; husbands were a sort of
functionaries that generally went to sea at some part of their
career; and no harm ever came of it。 On the contrary; 〃Absence
makes the heart grow fonder;〃 said this judicious parent。
This sentiment happened to be just a little too true; and set the
daughter crying bitterly。 But she fought against it。 〃Oh no!〃
said she; 〃I MUSTN'T。 I will not be always crying in Kent Villa。〃
〃Lord forbid!〃
〃I shall get over it in timea little。〃
〃Why; of course you will。 But as to your coming to Kent Villa; I
am afraid you would not be very comfortable there。 You know I am
superannuated。 Only got my pension now。〃
〃I know that; papa: andwhy; that is one of the reasons。 I have a
good income now; and I thought if we put our means together〃
〃Oh; that is a very different thing。 You will want a carriage; I
suppose。 I have put mine down。〃
〃No carriage; no horse; no footman; no luxury of any kind till my
Christie comes back。 I abhor dress; I abhor expense; I loathe
everything I once liked too well; I detest every folly that has
parted us; and I hate myself worst of all。 Oh! oh! oh! Forgive me
for crying so。〃
〃Well; I dare say there are associations about this place that
upset you。 I shall go and make ready for you; dear; and then you
can come as soon as you like。〃
He bestowed a paternal kiss on her brow; and glided doucely away
before she could possibly cry again。
The very next week Rosa was at Kent Villa; with the relics of her
husband about her; his chair; his writing…table; his clock; his
waste…paper basket; a very deep and large one。 She had them all in
her bedroom at Kent Villa。
Here the days glided quietly but heavily。
She derived some comfort from Uncle Philip。 His rough; friendly
way was a tonic; and braced her。 He called several times about the
Bijou。 Told her he had put up enormous boards all over the house;
and puffed it finely。 〃I have had a hundred agents at me;〃 said
he; 〃and the next thing; I hope; will be one customer; that is
about the proportion。〃 At last he wrote her he had hooked a
victim; and sold the lease and furniture for nine hundred guineas。
Staines had assigned the lease to Rosa; so she had full powers; and
Philip invested the money; and two hundred more she gave him; in a
little mortgage at six per cent。
Now came the letter from Madeira。 It gave her new life。
Christopher was well; contented; hopeful。 His example should
animate her。 She would bravely bear the present; and share his
hopes of the future: with these brighter views Nature co…operated。
The instincts of approaching maternity brightened the future。 She
fell into gentle reveries; and saw her husband return; and saw
herself place their infant in his arms with all a wife's; a
mother's pride。
In due course came another long letter from the equator; with a
full journal; and more words of hope。 Home in less than a year;
with reputation increased by this last cure; home; to part no more。
Ah! what a changed wife he should find! how frugal; how candid; how
full of appreciation; admiration; and love; of the noblest; dearest
husband that ever breathed!
Lady Cicely Treherne waited some weeks; to let kinder sentiments
return。 She then called in Dear Street; but found Mrs。 Staines was
gone to Gravesend。 She wrote to her。
In a few days she received a reply; studiously polite and cold。
This persistent injustice mortified her at last。 She said to
herself; 〃Does she think his departure was no loss to ME? It was
to her interests; as well as his; I sacrificed my own selfish
wishes。 I will write to her no more。〃
This resolution she steadily maintained。 It was shaken for a
moment; when she heard; by a side wind; that Mrs。 Staines was fast
approaching the great pain and peril of women。 Then she wavered。
But no。 She prayed for her by name in the Liturgy; but she
troubled her no more。
This state of things lasted some six weeks; when she received a
letter from her cousin Tadcaster; close on the heels of his last;
to which she had replied as I have indicated。 She knew his
handwriting; and opened it with a smile。
That smile soon died off her horror…stricken face。 The letter ran
thus:
TRISTAN D'ACUNHA; Jan。 5。
DEAR CICELY;A terrible thing has just happened。 We signalled a
raft; with a body on it; and poor Dr。 Staines leaned out of the
port…hole; and fell overboard。 Three boats were let down after
him; but it all went wrong; somehow; or it was too late。 They
could never find him; he was drowned; and the funeral service was
read for the poor fellow。
We are all sadly cut up。 Everybody loved him。 It was dreadful
next day at dinner; when his chair was empty。 The very sailors
cried at not finding him。
First of all; I thought I ought to write to his wife。 I know where
she lives; it is called Kent Villa; Gravesend。 But I was afraid;
it might kill her: and you are so good and sensible; I thought I
had better write to you; and perhaps you could break it to her by
degrees; before it gets in all the papers。
I send this from the island; by a small vessel; and paid him ten
pounds to take it。
Your affectionate cousin;
TADCASTER。
Words are powerless to describe a blow like this: the amazement;
the stupor; the reluctance to believethe rising; swelling;
surging horror。 She sat like a woman of stone; crumpling the
letter。 〃Dead!dead?〃
For a long time this was all her mind could realizethat
Christopher Staines was dead。 He who had been so full of life and
thought and genius; and worthier to live than all the world; was
dead; and a million nobodies were still alive; and he was dead。
She lay back on the sofa; and all the power left her limbs。 She
could not move a hand。
But suddenly she started up; for a noble instinct told her this
blow must not fall on the wife as it had on her; and in her time of
peril。
She had her bonnet on in a moment; and for the first time in her
life; darted out of the house without her maid。 She flew along the
streets; scarcely feeling the ground。 She got to Dear Street; and
obtained Philip Staines's address。 She flew to it; and there
l