the black robe-第40章
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meant。 She finished the sentence for him。
〃Yes;〃 he said; 〃I wanted to hear how the boy is getting on; and
if there is any hope of curing him。 Is it〃 he trembled as he
put the question〃Is it hereditary madness?〃
Feeling the serious importance of concealing the truth; Stella
only replied that she had hesitated to ask if there was a taint
of madness in the family。 〃I suppose;〃 she added; 〃you would not
like to see the boy; and judge of his chances of recovery for
yourself?〃
〃You suppose?〃 he burst out; with sudden anger。 〃You might be
sure。 The bare idea of seeing him turns me cold。 Oh; when shall I
forget! when shall I forget! Who spoke of him first?〃 he said;
with renewed irritability; after a moment of silence。 〃You or I?〃
〃It was my fault; lovehe is so harmless and so gentle; and he
has such a sweet faceI thought it might soothe you to see him。
Forgive me; we will never speak of him again。 Have you any notes
for me to copy? You know; Lewis; I am your secretary now。〃
So she led Romayne away to his study and his books。 When Major
Hynd arrived; she contrived to be the first to see him。 〃Say as
litt le as possible about the General's widow and her son;〃 she
whispered。
The Major understood her。 〃Don't be uneasy; Mrs。 Romayne;〃 he
answered。 〃I know your husband well enough to know what you mean。
Besides; the news I bring is good news。〃
Romayne came in before he could speak more particularly。 When the
servants had left the room; after dinner; the Major made his
report。
〃I am going to agreeably surprise you;〃 he began。 〃All
responsibility toward the General's family is taken off our
hands。 The ladies are on their way back to France。〃
Stella was instantly reminded of one of the melancholy incidents
associated with her visit to Camp's Hill。 〃Madame Marillac spoke
of a brother of hers who disapproved of the marriage;〃 she said。
〃Has he forgiven her?〃
〃That is exactly what he has done; Mrs。 Romayne。 Naturally
enough; he felt the disgrace of his sister's marriage to such a
man as the General。 Only the other day he heard for the first
time that she was a widowand he at once traveled to England。 I
bade them good…by yesterdaymost happily reunitedon their
journey home again。 Ah; I thought you would be glad; Mrs。
Romayne; to hear that the poor widow's troubles are over。 Her
brother is rich enough to place them all in easy
circumstanceshe is as good a fellow as ever lived。〃
〃Have you seen him?〃 Stella asked; eagerly。
〃I have been with him to the asylum。〃
〃Does the boy go back to France?〃
〃No。 We took the place by surprise; and saw for ourselves how
well conducted it was。 The boy has taken a strong liking to the
proprietora bright; cheerful old man; who is teaching him some
of our English games; and has given him a pony to ride on。 He
burst out crying; poor creature; at the idea of going awayand
his mother burst out crying at the idea of leaving him。 It was a
melancholy scene You know what a good mother isno sacrifice is
too great for her。 The boy stays at the asylum; on the chance
that his healthier and happier life there may help to cure him。
By…the…way; Romayne; his uncle desires me to thank you〃
〃Hynd! you didn't tell the uncle my name?〃
〃Don't alarm yourself。 He is a gentleman; and when I told him I
was pledged to secrecy; he made but one inquiryhe asked if you
were a rich man。 I told him you had eighteen thousand a year。〃
〃Well?〃
〃Well; he set that matter right between us with perfect taste。 He
said: 'I cannot presume to offer repayment to a person so
wealthy。 We gratefully accept our obligation to our kind unknown
friend。 For the future; however; my nephew's expenses must be
paid from my purse。' Of course I could only agree to that。 From
time to time the mother is to hear; and I am to hear; how the boy
goes on。 Or; if you like; Romaynenow that the General's family
has left EnglandI don't see why the proprietor might not make
his report directly to yourself。〃
〃No!〃 Romayne rejoined; positively。 〃Let things remain as they
are。〃
Very well。 I can send you any letters that I may receive from the
asylum。 Will you give us some music; Mrs。 Romayne? Not to…night?
Then let us go to the billiard…room; and as I am the worst of bad
players; I will ask you to help me to beat your accomplished
husband。〃
On the afternoon of the next day; Mrs。 Eyrecourt's maid arrived
at Ten Acres with a note from her mistress。
〃Dearest StellaMatilda must bring you my excuses for to…day。 I
don't in the least understand it; but I seem to have turned lazy。
It is most ridiculousI really cannot get out of bed。 Perhaps I
did do just a little too much yesterday。 The opera after the
garden party; and a ball after the opera; and this tiresome cough
all night after the ball。 Quite a series; isn't it? Make my
apologies to our dear dismal Romayneand if you drive out this
afternoon; come and have a chat with me。 Your affectionate
mother; Emily Eyrecourt。 P。 S。You know what a fidget Matilda
is。 If she talks about me; don't believe a word she says to you。〃
Stella turned to the maid with a sinking heart。
〃Is my mother very ill?〃 she asked。
〃So ill; ma'am; that I begged and prayed her to let me send for a
doctor。 You know what my mistress is。 If you would please to use
your influence〃
〃I will order the carriage instantly; and take you back with me。〃
Before she dressed to go out; Stella showed the letter to her
husband。 He spoke with perfect kindness and sympathy; but he did
not conceal that he shared his wife's apprehensions。 〃Go at
once;〃 were his last words to her; 〃and; if I can be of any use;
send for me。〃
It was late in the evening before Stella returned。 She brought
sad news。
The physician consulted told her plainly that the neglected
cough; and the constant fatigue; had together made the case a
serious one。 He declined to say that there was any absolute
danger as yet; or any necessity for her remaining with her mother
at night。 The experience of the next twenty…four hours; at most;
would enable him to speak positively。 In the meantime; the
patient insisted that Stella should return to her husband。 Even
under the influence of opiates; Mrs。 Eyrecourt was still drowsily
equal to herself。 〃You are a fidget; my dear; and Matilda is a
fidgetI can't have two of you at my bedside。 Good…night。〃
Stella stooped over her and kissed her。 She whispered: 〃Three
weeks notice; remember; for the party!〃
By the next evening the malady had assumed so formidable an
aspect that the doctor had his doubts of the patient's chance of
recovery。 With her husband's full approval; Stella remained night
and day at her mother's bedside。
Thus; in a little more than a month from the day of his marriage;
Romayne was; for the time; a lonely man again。
The illness of Mrs。 Eyrecourt was unexpectedly prolonged。 There
were intervals during which her vigorous constitution rallied and
resisted the progress of the disease。 On these occasions; Stella
was able to return to her husband for a few hourssubject always
to a message which recalled her to her mother when the chances of
life or death appeared to be equally balanced。 Romayne's one
resource was in his books and his pen。 For the first tim