the hand of ethelberta-第32章
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'But don't smoke; Joeythere's a dear!'
'What can I do? Society hev its rules; and if a person wishes to
keep himself up; he must do as the world do。 We be all Fashion's
slaveas much a slave as the meanest in the land!'
They got downstairs again; and when the dinner of the French lady
and gentleman had been sent up and cleared away; and also
Ethelberta's evening tea (which she formed into a genuine meal;
making a dinner of luncheon; when nobody was there; to give less
trouble to her servant…sisters); they all sat round the fire。 Then
the rustle of a dress was heard on the staircase; and squirrel…
haired Ethelberta appeared in person。 It was her custom thus to
come down every spare evening; to teach Joey and her sisters
something or othermostly French; which she spoke fluently; but the
cook and housemaid showed more ambition than intelligence in
acquiring that tongue; though Joey learnt it readily enough。
There was consternation in the camp for a moment or two; on account
of poor Picotee; Ethelberta being not without firmness in matters of
discipline。 Her eye instantly lighted upon her disobedient sister;
now looking twice as disobedient as she really was。
'O; you are here; Picotee? I am glad to see you;' said the mistress
of the house quietly。
This was altogether to Picotee's surprise; for she had expected a
round rating at least; in her freshness hardly being aware that this
reserve of feeling was an acquired habit of Ethelberta's; and that
civility stood in town for as much vexation as a tantrum represented
in Wessex。
Picotee lamely explained her outward reasons for coming; and soon
began to find that Ethelberta's opinions on the matter would not be
known by the tones of her voice。 But innocent Picotee was as wily
as a religionist in sly elusions of the letter whilst infringing the
spirit of a dictum; and by talking very softly and earnestly about
the wondrous good she could do by remaining in the house as
governess to the children; and playing the part of lady's…maid to
her sister at show times; she so far coaxed Ethelberta out of her
intentions that she almost accepted the plan as a good one。 It was
agreed that for the present; at any rate; Picotee should remain。
Then a visit was made to Mrs。 Chickerel's room; where the remainder
of the evening was passed; and harmony reigned in the household。
19。 ETHELBERTA'S DRAWING…ROOM
Picotee's heart was fitfully glad。 She was near the man who had
enlarged her capacity from girl's to woman's; a little note or two
of young feeling to a whole diapason; and though nearness was
perhaps not in itself a great reason for felicity when viewed beside
the complete realization of all that a woman can desire in such
circumstances; it was much in comparison with the outer darkness of
the previous time。
It became evident to all the family that some misunderstanding had
arisen between Ethelberta and Mr。 Julian。 What Picotee hoped in the
centre of her heart as to the issue of the affair it would be too
complex a thing to say。 If Christopher became cold towards her
sister he would not come to the house; if he continued to come it
would really be as Ethelberta's loveraltogether; a pretty game of
perpetual check for Picotee。
He did not make his appearance for several days。 Picotee; being a
presentable girl; and decidedly finer…natured than her sisters below
stairs; was allowed to sit occasionally with Ethelberta in the
afternoon; when the teaching of the little ones had been done for
the day; and thus she had an opportunity of observing Ethelberta's
emotional condition with reference to Christopher; which Picotee did
with an interest that the elder sister was very far from suspecting。
At first Ethelberta seemed blithe enough without him。 One more day
went; and he did not come; and then her manner was that of apathy。
Another day passed; and from fanciful elevations of the eyebrow; and
long breathings; it became apparent that Ethelberta had decidedly
passed the indifferent stage; and was getting seriously out of sorts
about him。 Next morning she looked all hope。 He did not come that
day either; and Ethelberta began to look pale with fear。
'Why don't you go out?' said Picotee timidly。
'I can hardly tell: I have been expecting some one。'
'When she comes I must run up to mother at once; must I not?' said
clever Picotee。
'It is not a lady;' said Ethelberta blandly。 She came then and
stood by Picotee; and looked musingly out of the window。 'I may as
well tell you; perhaps;' she continued。 'It is Mr。 Julian。 He is
I supposemy lover; in plain English。'
'Ah!' said Picotee。
'Whom I am not going to marry until he gets rich。'
'Ahhow strange! If I had himsuch a lover; I meanI would marry
him if he continued poor。'
'I don't doubt it; Picotee; just as you come to London without
caring about consequences; or would do any other crazy thing and not
mind in the least what came of it。 But somebody in the family must
take a practical view of affairs; or we should all go to the dogs。'
Picotee recovered from the snubbing which she felt that she
deserved; and charged gallantly by saying; with delicate showings of
indifference; 'Do you love this Mr。 What's…his…name of yours?'
'Mr。 Julian? O; he's a very gentlemanly man。 That is; except when
he is rude; and ill…uses me; and will not come and apologize!'
'If I had hima lover; I would ask him to come if I wanted him to。'
Ethelberta did not give her mind to this remark; but; drawing a long
breath; said; with a pouting laugh; which presaged unreality; 'The
idea of his getting indifferent now! I have been intending to keep
him on until I got tired of his attentions; and then put an end to
them by marrying him; but here is he; before he has hardly declared
himself; forgetting my existence as much as if he had vowed to love
and cherish me for life。 'Tis an unnatural inversion of the manners
of society。'
'When did you first get to care for him; dear Berta?'
'Owhen I had seen him once or twice。'
'Goodnesshow quick you were!'
'Yesif I am in the mind for loving I am not to be hindered by
shortness of acquaintanceship。'
'Nor I neither!' sighed Picotee。
'Nor any other woman。 We don't need to know a man well in order to
love him。 That's only necessary when we want to leave off。'
'O Bertayou don't believe that!'
'If a woman did not invariably form an opinion of her choice before
she has half seen him; and love him before she has half formed an
opinion; there would be no tears and pining in the whole feminine
world; and poets would starve for want of a topic。 I don't believe
it; do you say? Ah; well; we shall see。'
Picotee did not know what to say to this; and Ethelberta left the
room to see about her duties as public story…teller; in which
capacity she had undertaken to appear again this very evening。
20。 THE NEIGHBOURHOOD OF THE HALL … THE ROAD HOME
London was illuminated by the broad full moon。 The pavements looked
white as if mantled with snow; ordinary houses were sublimated to
the rank of public buildings; public buildings to palaces; and the
faces of women walking the streets to those of calendared saints and
guardian…angels; by the pure bleaching light from the sky。
In the quiet little street where opened the private door of the Hall
chosen by Ethelberta for her story…telling; a brougham was waiting。
The time was about eleven o'clock; and presently a lady came out
from the building; the moonbeams forthwith flooding her face; which
they showed to be that of the Story…teller herself。 She hastened
across to the carriage; when a second thought arrested her motion:
telling the man…servant and a woman inside the brougham to wait for
her; she wrapped up her features and glided round to the front of
the house; where she paused to observe the carriages and cabs
driving up to receive the fashionable crowd stepping down from the
doors。 Standing here in the throng which her own talent and
ingenuity had drawn together; she appeared to enjoy herself by
listening for a minute or two to the names of several persons of
more or less distinction as they were called out; and