the hand of ethelberta-第79章
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the brink of the wedding…day。 That the ceremony was to be a private
onewhich it probably would be because of the disparity of ages
did not in his opinion justify her secrecy。 He had shown himself
capable of a transmutation as valuable as it is rare in men; the
change from pestering lover to staunch friend; and this was all he
had got for it。 But even an old lover sunk to an indifferentist
might have been tempted to spend an unoccupied half…hour in
discovering particulars now; and Christopher had not lapsed nearly
so far as to absolute unconcern。
That evening; however; nothing came in his way to enlighten him。
But the next day; when skirting the Close on his ordinary duties; he
saw the same carriage standing at a distance; and paused to behold
the same old gentleman come from a well…known office and re…enter
the vehicleLord Mountclere; in fact; in earnest pursuit of the
business of yesternight; having just pocketed a document in which
romance; rashness; law; and gospel are so happily made to work
together that it may safely be regarded as the neatest compromise
which has ever been invented since Adam sinned。
This time Julian perceived that the brougham was one belonging to
the White Hart Hotel; which Lord Mountclere was using partly from
the necessities of these hasty proceedings; and also because; by so
doing; he escaped the notice that might have been bestowed upon his
own equipage; or men…servants; the Mountclere hammer…cloths being
known in Melchester。 Christopher now walked towards the hotel;
leisurely; yet with anxiety。 He inquired of a porter what people
were staying there that day; and was informed that they had only one
person in the house; Lord Mountclere; whom sudden and unexpected
business had detained in Melchester since the previous day。
Christopher lingered to hear no more。 He retraced the street much
more quickly than he had come; and he only said; 'Lord Mountclere
it must never be!'
As soon as he entered the house; Faith perceived that he was greatly
agitated。 He at once told her of his discovery; and she exclaimed;
'What a brilliant match!'
'O Faith;' said Christopher; 'you don't know! You are far from
knowing。 It is as gloomy as midnight。 Good God; can it be
possible?'
Faith blinked in alarm; without speaking。
'Did you never hear anything of Lord Mountclere when we lived at
Sandbourne?'
'I knew the nameno more。'
'No; noof course you did not。 Well; though I never saw his face;
to my knowledge; till a short time ago; I know enough to say that;
if earnest representations can prevent it; this marriage shall not
be。 Father knew him; or about him; very well; and he once told me
what I cannot tell you。 Fancy; I have seen him three times
yesterday; last night; and this morningbesides helping him on the
road some weeks ago; and never once considered that he might be Lord
Mountclere。 He is here almost in disguise; one may say; neither man
nor horse is with him; and his object accounts for his privacy。 I
see how it isshe is doing this to benefit her brothers and
sisters; if possible; but she ought to know that if she is miserable
they will never be happy。 That's the nature of womenthey take the
form for the essence; and that's what she is doing now。 I should
think her guardian angel must have quitted her when she agreed to a
marriage which may tear her heart out like a claw。'
'You are too warm about it; Kitit cannot be so bad as that。 It is
not the thing; but the sensitiveness to the thing; which is the true
measure of its pain。 Perhaps what seems so bad to you falls lightly
on her mind。 A campaigner in a heavy rain is not more uncomfortable
than we are in a slight draught; and Ethelberta; fortified by her
sapphires and gold cups and wax candles; will not mind facts which
look like spectres to us outside。 A title will turn troubles into
romances; and she will shine as an interesting viscountess in spite
of them。'
The discussion with Faith was not continued; Christopher stopping
the argument by saying that he had a good mind to go off at once to
Knollsea; and show her her danger。 But till the next morning
Ethelberta was certainly safe; no marriage was possible anywhere
before then。 He passed the afternoon in a state of great
indecision; constantly reiterating; 'I will go!'
41。 WORKSHOPS … AN INN … THE STREET
On an extensive plot of ground; lying somewhere between the Thames
and the Kensington squares; stood the premises of Messrs。 Nockett
and Perch; builders and contractors。 The yard with its workshops
formed part of one of those frontier lines between mangy business
and garnished domesticity that occur in what are called improving
neighbourhoods。 We are accustomed to regard increase as the chief
feature in a great city's progress; its well…known signs greeting
our eyes on every outskirt。 Slush…ponds may be seen turning into
basement…kitchens; a broad causeway of shattered earthenware
smothers plots of budding gooseberry…bushes and vegetable trenches;
foundations following so closely upon gardens that the householder
may be expected to find cadaverous sprouts from overlooked potatoes
rising through the chinks of his cellar floor。 But the other great
process; that of internal transmutation; is not less curious than
this encroachment of grey upon green。 Its first erections are often
only the milk…teeth of a suburb; and as the district rises in
dignity they are dislodged by those which are to endure。 Slightness
becomes supplanted by comparative solidity; commonness by novelty;
lowness and irregularity by symmetry and height。
An observer of the precinct which has been named as an instance in
point might have stood under a lamp…post and heard simultaneously
the peal of the visitor's bell from the new terrace on the right
hand; and the stroke of tools from the musty workshops on the left。
Waggons laden with deals came up on this side; and landaus came down
on the otherthe former to lumber heavily through the old…
established contractors' gates; the latter to sweep fashionably into
the square。
About twelve o'clock on the day following Lord Mountclere's
exhibition of himself to Christopher in the jeweller's shop at
Melchester; and almost at the identical time when the viscount was
seen to come from the office for marriage…licences in the same
place; a carriage drove nearly up to the gates of Messrs。 Nockett
and Co。's yard。 A gentleman stepped out and looked around。 He was
a man whose years would have been pronounced as five…and…forty by
the friendly; fifty by the candid; fifty…two or three by the grim。
He was as handsome a study in grey as could be seen in town; there
being far more of the raven's plumage than of the gull's in the
mixture as yet; and he had a glance of that practised sort which can
measure people; weigh them; repress them; encourage them to sprout
and blossom as a March sun encourages crocuses; ask them questions;
give them answersin short; a glance that could do as many things
as an American cooking…stove or a multum…in…parvo pocket…knife。
But; as with most men of the world; this was mere mechanism: his
actual emotions were kept so far within his person that they were
rarely heard or seen near his features。
On reading the builders' names over the gateway he entered the yard;
and asked at the office if Solomon Chickerel was engaged on the
premises。 The clerk was going to be very attentive; but finding the
visitor had come only to speak to a workman; his tense attitude
slackened a little; and he merely signified the foot of a Flemish
ladder on the other side of the yard; saying; 'You will find him;
sir; up there in the joiner's shop。'
When the man in the black coat reached the top he found himself at
the end of a long apartment as large as a chapel and as low as a
malt…room; across which ran parallel carpenters' benches to the
number of twenty or more; a gangway being left at the side for
access throughout。 Behind every bench there stood a man or two;
planing; fitting; or chiselling; as the case might be。 The visitor
paused for a moment; as if waiting for some cessation of their
violent motions and uproar till he could m