第1章

I

ProfessorJoslin,who,asourreadersaredoubtlessaware,isengagedinwritingthelifeofMrs。Aubyn,asksustostatethathewillbegreatlyindebtedtoanyofthefamousnovelist’sfriendswhowillfurnishhimwithinformationconcerningtheperiodprevioustohercomingtoEngland。Mrs。Aubynhadsofewintimatefriends,andconsequentlysofewregularcorrespondents,thatletterswillbeofspecialvalue。ProfessorJoslin’saddressis10AugustaGardens,Kensington,andhebegsustosaythathewillpromptlyreturnanydocumentsentrustedtohim。\"

GlennarddroppedtheSpectatorandsatlookingintothefire。Theclubwasfillingup,buthestillhadtohimselfthesmallinnerroom,withitsdarkeningoutlookdowntherainstreakedprospectofFifthAvenue。Itwasalldullanddismalenough,yetamomentearlierhisboredomhadbeenperverselytingedbyasenseofresentmentatthethoughtthat,asthingsweregoing,hemightintimehavetosurrendereventhedespisedprivilegeofboringhimselfwithinthoseparticularfourwalls。Itwasnotthathecaredmuchfortheclub,butthattheremotecontingencyofhavingtogiveitupstoodtohim,justthen,perhapsbyveryreasonofitsinsignificanceandremoteness,forthesymbolofhisincreasingabnegations;ofthatperpetualparing—offthatwasgraduallyreducingexistencetothenakedbusinessofkeepinghimselfalive。Itwasthefutilityofhismultipliedshiftsandprivationsthatmadethemseemunworthyofahighattitude;thesensethat,howeverrapidlyheeliminatedthesuperfluous,hisclearedhorizonwaslikelytooffernonearerviewoftheoneprospecttowardwhichhestrained。Togiveupthingsinordertomarrythewomanonelovesiseasierthantogivethemupwithoutbeingbroughtappreciablynearertosuchaconclusion。

ThroughtheopendoorhesawyoungHollingsworthrisewithayawnfromtheineffectualsolaceofabrandy—and—sodaandtransporthispurposelesspersontothewindow。Glennardmeasuredhiscoursewithacontemptuouseye。ItwassolikeHollingsworthtogetupandlookoutofthewindowjustasitwasgrowingtoodarktoseeanything!Therewasamanrichenoughtodowhathepleased——hadhebeencapableofbeingpleased——yetbarredfromallconceivableachievementbyhisownimperviousdulness;while,afewfeetoff,Glennard,whowantedonlyenoughtokeepadecentcoatonhisbackandaroofovertheheadofthewomanheloved,Glennard,whohadsweated,toiled,deniedhimselfforthescantmeasureofopportunitythathiszealwouldhaveconvertedintoakingdom——satwretchedlycalculatingthat,evenwhenhehadresignedfromtheclub,andknockedoffhiscigars,andgivenuphisSundaysoutoftown,hewouldstillbenonearerattainment。

TheSpectatorhadslippedtohisfeetandashepickedituphiseyefellagainontheparagraphaddressedtothefriendsofMrs。

Aubyn。Hehadreaditforthefirsttimewithascarcelyperceptiblequickeningofattention:hernamehadsolongbeenpublicpropertythathiseyepasseditunseeingly,asthecrowdinthestreethurrieswithoutaglancebysomefamiliarmonument。

\"InformationconcerningtheperiodprevioustohercomingtoEngland……\"Thewordswereanevocation。Hesawheragainasshehadlookedattheirfirstmeeting,thepoorwomanofgeniuswithherlongpalefaceandshort—sightedeyes,softenedalittlebythegraceofyouthandinexperience,butsoincapableeventhenofanyholduponthepulses。Whenshespoke,indeed,shewaswonderful,morewonderful,perhaps,thanwhenlater,toGlennard’sfancyatleast,theconsciousofmemorablethingsutteredseemedtotakefromevenhermostintimatespeechtheperfectbloomofprivacy。Itwasinthoseearliestdays,ifever,thathehadcomenearlovingher;thougheventhenhissentimenthadlivedonlyintheintervalsofitsexpression。Later,whentobelovedbyherhadbeenastatetotouchanyman’simagination,thephysicalreluctancehad,inexplicably,sooverbornetheintellectualattraction,thatthelastyearshadbeen,tobothofthem,anagonyofconflictingimpulses。Evennow,if,inturningoveroldpapers,hishandlitonherletters,thetouchfilledhimwithinarticulatemisery……

\"Shehadsofewintimatefriends……thatletterswillbeofspecialvalue。\"Sofewintimatefriends!Foryearsshehadhadbutone;onewhointhelastyearshadrequitedherwonderfulpages,hertragicoutpouringsoflove,humility,andpardon,withthescantphrasesbywhichamanevadesthevulgarestofsentimentalimportunities。Hehadbeenabruteinspiteofhimself,andsometimes,nowthattheremembranceofherfacehadfaded,andonlyhervoiceandwordsremainedwithhim,hechafedathisowninadequacy,hisstupidinabilitytorisetotheheightofherpassion。Hisegoismwasnotofakindtomirroritscomplacencyintheadventure。Tohavebeenlovedbythemostbrilliantwomanofherday,andtohavebeenincapableoflovingher,seemedtohim,inlookingback,themostderisiveevidenceofhislimitations;andhisremorsefultendernessforhermemorywascomplicatedwithasenseofirritationagainstherforhavinggivenhimonceforallthemeasureofhisemotionalcapacity。Itwasnotoften,however,thathethusprobedthepast。Thepublic,intakingpossessionofMrs。Aubyn,hadeasedhisshouldersoftheirburden。Therewassomethingfatuousinanattitudeofsentimentalapologytowardamemoryalreadyclassic:toreproachone’sselffornothavinglovedMargaretAubynwasagooddeallikebeingdisturbedbyaninabilitytoadmiretheVenusofMilo。

Fromhercoldnicheoffameshelookeddownironicallyenoughonhisself—flagellations……Itwasonlywhenhecameonsomethingthatbelongedtoherthathefeltasuddenrenewaloftheoldfeeling,thestrangedualimpulsethatdrewhimtohervoicebutdrovehimfromherhand,sothatevennow,atsightofanythingshehadtouched,hisheartcontractedpainfully。Ithappenedseldomnowadays。Herlittlepresents,onebyone,haddisappearedfromhisrooms,andherletters,keptfromsomeunacknowledgedpuerilevanityinthepossessionofsuchtreasures,seldomcamebeneathhishand……

\"Herletterswillbeofspecialvalue——\"Herletters!Why,hemusthavehundredsofthem——enoughtofillavolume。Sometimesitusedtoseemtohimthattheycamewitheverypost——heusedtoavoidlookinginhisletter—boxwhenhecamehometohisrooms——

butherwritingseemedtospringoutathimasheputhiskeyinthedoor——。

Hestoodupandstrolledintotheotherroom。Hollingsworth,loungingawayfromthewindow,hadjoinedhimselftoalanguidlyconvivialgroupofmentowhom,inphrasesashaltingasthoughtheystruggledtodefineanultimateidea,hewasexpoundingthecursednuisanceoflivinginaholewithsuchadamnedclimatethatonehadtogetoutofitbyFebruary,withthecontingentdifficultyoftherebeingnoplacetotakeone’syachttoinwinterbutthatotherplayed—outhole,theRiviera。FromtheoutskirtsofthisgroupGlennardwanderedtoanother,whereavoiceasdifferentaspossiblefromHollingsworth’scolorlessorgandominatedanothercircleoflanguidlisteners。

\"ComeandhearDinslowtalkabouthispatent:admissionfree,\"oneofthemensangoutinatoneofmockresignation。

DinslowturnedtoGlennardtheconfidentpugnacityofhissmile。

\"Giveitanothersixmonthsandit’llbetalkingaboutitself,\"hedeclared。\"It’sprettynearlyarticulatenow。\"

\"Canitsaypapa?\"someoneelseinquired。

Dinslow’ssmilebroadened。\"You’llbedeucedgladtosaypapatoITayearfromnow,\"heretorted。\"It’llbeabletosupportevenyouinaffluence。Lookhere,now,justletmeexplaintoyou——\"

Glennardmovedawayimpatiently。Themenattheclub——allbutthosewhowere\"init\"——wereproverbially\"tired\"ofDinslow’spatent,andnonemoresothanGlennard,whoseknowledgeofitsmeritsmadeitloomlargeinthedepressingcatalogueoflostopportunities。Therelationsbetweenthetwomenhadalwaysbeenfriendly,andDinslow’surgentoffersto\"takehiminonthegroundfloor\"hadoflateintensifiedGlennard’ssenseofhisowninabilitytomeetgoodluckhalfway。Someofthemenwhohadpausedtolistenwerealreadyineveningclothes,othersontheirwayhometodress;andGlennard,withanaccustomedtwingeofhumiliation,saidtohimselfthatifhelingeredamongthemitwasinthemiserablehopethatoneofthenumbermightaskhimtodine。MissTrenthadtoldhimthatshewastogototheoperathateveningwithherrichaunt;andifheshouldhavethelucktopickupadinner—invitationhemightjoinhertherewithoutextraoutlay。

Hemovedabouttheroom,lingeringhereandthereinatentativeaffectationofinterest;butthoughthemengreetedhimpleasantlynooneaskedhimtodine。Doubtlesstheywereallengaged,thesemenwhocouldaffordtopayfortheirdinners,whodidnothavetohuntforinvitationsasabeggarrummagesforacrustinanash—

barrel!Butno——asHollingsworthleftthelesseningcircleaboutthetableanadmiringyouthcalledout——\"Holly,stopanddine!\"

Hollingsworthturnedonhimthecrudecountenancethatlookedlikethewrongsideofamorefinishedface。\"SorryIcan’t。I’minforabeastlybanquet。\"

Glennardthrewhimselfintoanarm—chair。Whygohomeintheraintodress?Itwasfollytotakeacabtotheopera,itwasworsefollytogothereatall。HisperpetualmeetingswithAlexaTrentwereasunfairtothegirlastheywereunnervingtohimself。

Sincehecouldn’tmarryher,itwastimetostandasideandgiveabettermanthechance——andhisthoughtadmittedtheironicalimplicationthatinthetermsofexpediencythephrasemightstandforHollingsworth。

II

Hedinedaloneandwalkedhometohisroomsintherain。AsheturnedintoFifthAvenuehecaughtthewetgleamofcarriagesontheirwaytotheopera,andhetookthefirstsidestreet,inamomentofirritationagainstthepettyrestrictionsthatthwartedeveryimpulse。Itwasridiculoustogiveuptheopera,notbecauseonemightpossiblybeboredthere,butbecauseonemustpayfortheexperiment。

Inhissitting—room,thetacitconnivanceoftheinanimatehadcentredthelamp—lightonaphotographofAlexaTrent,placed,intheobligatorysilverframe,justwhere,asmemoryofficiouslyremindedhim,MargaretAubyn’spicturehadlongthronedinitsstead。MissTrent’sfeaturescruellyjustifiedtheusurpation。

Shehadthekindofbeautythatcomesofahappyaccordoffaceandspirit。Itisnotgiventomanytohavethelipsandeyesoftheirrarestmood,andsomewomengothroughlifebehindamaskexpressingonlytheiranxietyaboutthebutcher’sbillortheirinabilitytoseeajoke。WithMissTrent,faceandmindhadthesamehighseriouscontour。ShelookedlikeathronedJusticebysomegraveFlorentinepainter;anditseemedtoGlennardthathermostsalientattribute,orthatatleasttowhichherconductgavemostconsistentexpression,wasakindofpassionatejustice——theintuitivefemininejustnessthatissomuchrarerthanareasonedimpartiality。Circumstanceshadtragicallycombinedtodevelopthisinstinctintoaconscioushabit。Shehadseenmorethanmostgirlsoftheshabbysideoflife,oftheperpetualtendencyofwanttocrampthenoblestattitude。Povertyandmisfortunehadoverhungherchildhoodandshehadnoneoftheprettydelusionsaboutlifethataresupposedtobethecrowninggraceofgirlhood。

Thisverycompetence,whichgaveheratouchingreasonableness,madeGlennard’ssituationmoredifficultthanifhehadaspiredtoaprincessbredinthepurple。Betweenthemtheyaskedsolittle——

theyknewsowellhowtomakethatlittledo——buttheyunderstoodalso,andsheespeciallydidnotforamomentlethimforget,thatwithoutthatlittlethefuturetheydreamedofwasimpossible。

ThesightofherphotographquickenedGlennard’sexasperation。Hewassickandashamedoftheparthewasplaying。Hehadlovedhernowfortwoyears,withthetranquiltendernessthatgathersdepthandvolumeasitnearsfulfilment;heknewthatshewouldwaitforhim——butthecertitudewasanaddedpang。Therearetimeswhentheconstancyofthewomanonecannotmarryisalmostastryingasthatofthewomanonedoesnotwantto。

Glennardturneduphisreading—lampandstirredthefire。Hehadalongeveningbeforehimandhewantedtocrowdoutthoughtwithaction。Hehadbroughtsomepapersfromhisofficeandhespreadthemoutonhistableandsquaredhimselftothetask……

Itmusthavebeenanhourlaterthathefoundhimselfautomaticallyfittingakeyintoalockeddrawer。Hehadnomorenotionthanasomnambulistofthementalprocessthathadleduptothisaction。Hewasjustdimlyawareofhavingpushedasidethepapersandtheheavycalfvolumesthatamomentbeforehadboundedhishorizon,andoflayingintheirplace,withoutatraceofconsciousvolition,theparcelhehadtakenfromthedrawer。

Thelettersweretiedinpacketsofthirtyorforty。Therewereagreatmanypackets。Onsomeoftheenvelopestheinkwasfading;

onothers,whichboretheEnglishpost—mark,itwasstillfresh。

Shehadbeendeadhardlythreeyears,andshehadwritten,atlengtheningintervals,tothelast……

Heundidoneoftheearlierpackets——littlenoteswrittenduringtheirfirstacquaintanceatHillbridge。Glennard,onleavingcollege,hadbegunlifeinhisuncle’slawofficeintheolduniversitytown。Itwastherethat,atthehouseofherfather,ProfessorForth,hehadfirstmettheyoungladythenchieflydistinguishedforhaving,aftertwoyearsofaconspicuouslyunhappymarriage,returnedtotheprotectionofthepaternalroof。

Mrs。Aubynwasatthattimeaneagerandsomewhattragicyoungwoman,ofcomplexmindandundevelopedmanners,whomhercrudeexperienceofmatrimonyhadfittedoutwithastockofgeneralizationsthatexplodedlikebombsintheacademicairofHillbridge。Inherchoiceofahusbandshehadbeenfortunateenough,iftheparadoxbepermitted,tolightononesosignallygiftedwiththefacultyofputtinghimselfinthewrongthatherleavinghimhadthedignityofamanifesto——madeher,asitwere,thespokeswomanofoutragedwifehood。InthislightshewascherishedbythatdominantportionofHillbridgesocietywhichwasleastindulgenttoconjugaldifferences,andwhichfoundaproportionatepleasureinbeingforonceabletofeastopenlyonadishliberallyseasonedwiththeoutrageous。SomuchdidthisendearMrs。Aubyntotheuniversityladiesthattheyweredisposedfromthefirsttoallowhermorelatitudeofspeechandactionthantheill—usedwifewasgenerallyaccordedinHillbridge,wheremisfortunewasstillregardedasavisitationdesignedtoputpeopleintheirproperplaceandmakethemfeelthesuperiorityoftheirneighbors。Theyoungwomansoprivilegedcombinedwithakindofpersonalshynessanintellectualaudacitythatwaslikeadeflectedimpulseofcoquetry:onefeltthatifshehadbeenprettiershewouldhavehademotionsinsteadofideas。Shewasinfacteventhenwhatshehadalwaysremained:ageniuscapableoftheacutestgeneralizations,butcuriouslyundiscerningwhereherpersonalsusceptibilitieswereconcerned。Herpsychologyfailedherjustwhereitservesmostwomenandonefeltthatherbrainswouldneverbeaguidetoherheart。Ofallthis,however,Glennardthoughtlittleinthefirstyearoftheiracquaintance。

Hewasatanagewhenallthegiftsandgracesarebutsomuchundiscriminatedfoodtotheraveningegoismofyouth。InseekingMrs。Aubyn’scompanyhewaspromptedbyanintuitivetasteforthebestasapledgeofhisownsuperiority。ThesympathyofthecleverestwomaninHillbridgewasbalmtohiscravingfordistinction:itwaspublicconfirmationofhissecretsensethathewascutoutforabiggerplace。ItmustnotbeunderstoodthatGlennardwasvain。Vanitycontentsitselfwiththecoarsestdiet;

thereisnopalatesofastidiousasthatofself—distrust。ToayouthofGlennard’saspirationstheencouragementofacleverwomanstoodforthesymbolofallsuccess。Later,whenhehadbeguntofeelhisway,togainafoothold,hewouldnotneedsuchsupport;butitservedtocarryhimlightlyandeasilyoverwhatisoftenaperiodofinsecurityanddiscouragement。

Itwouldbeunjust,however,torepresenthisinterestinMrs。

Aubynasamatterofcalculation。Itwasasinstinctiveaslove,anditmissedbeinglovebyjustsuchahair—breadthdeflectionfromthelineofbeautyashaddeterminedthecurveofMrs。

Aubyn’slips。Whentheymetshehadjustpublishedherfirstnovel,andGlennard,whoafterwardhadanambitiousman’simpatienceofdistinguishedwomen,wasyoungenoughtobedazzledbythesemi—publicityitgaveher。Itwasthekindofbookthatmakeselderlyladieslowertheirvoicesandcalleachother\"mydear\"whentheyfurtivelydiscussit;andGlennardexultedinthesuperiorknowledgeoftheworldthatenabledhimtotakeasamatterofcoursesentimentsoverwhichtheuniversityshookitshead。StillmoredelightfulwasittohearMrs。Aubynwakentheechoesofacademicdrawing—roomswithaudacitiessurpassingthoseofherprintedpage。Herintellectualindependencegaveatouchofcomradeshiptotheirintimacy,prolongingtheillusionofcollegefriendshipsbasedonajoyousinterchangeofheresies。

Mrs。AubynandGlennardrepresentedtoeachothertheaugur’swinkbehindtheHillbridgeidol:theywalkedtogetherinthatlightofyoungomnisciencefromwhichfatesocuriouslyexcludesone’selders。

Husbandswhoarenotoriouslyinopportune,mayevendieinopportunely,andthiswastherevengethatMr。Aubyn,sometwoyearsafterherreturntoHillbridge,tookuponhisinjuredwife。

HediedpreciselyatthemomentwhenGlennardwasbeginningtocriticiseher。Itwasnotthatsheboredhim;shedidwhatwasinfinitelyworse——shemadehimfeelhisinferiority。Thesenseofmentalequalityhadbeengratifyingtohisrawambition;butashisself—knowledgedefineditself,hisunderstandingofheralsoincreased;andifmanisattimesindirectlyflatteredbythemoralsuperiorityofwoman,hermentalascendencyisextenuatedbynosuchobliquetributetohispowers。Theattitudeoflookingupisastrainonthemuscles;anditwasbecomingmoreandmoreGlennard’sopinionthatbrains,inawoman,shouldbemerelytheobverseofbeauty。TobeautyMrs。Aubyncouldlaynoclaim;andwhileshehadenoughprettinesstoexasperatehimbyherincapacitytomakeuseofit,sheseemedinvinciblyignorantofanyofthelittleartificeswherebywomencontrivetopalliatetheirdefectsandeventoturnthemintograces。Herdressneverseemedapartofher;allherclotheshadanimpersonalair,asthoughtheyhadbelongedtosomeoneelseandbeenborrowedinanemergencythathadsomehowbecomechronic。Shewasconsciousenoughofherdeficienciestotrytoamendthembyrashimitationsofthemostapprovedmodels;butnowomanwhodoesnotdresswellintuitivelywilleverdosobythelightofreason,andMrs。

Aubyn’splagiarisms,toborrowametaphorofhertrade,somehowneverseemedtobeincorporatedwiththetext。

Geniusisofsmallusetoawomanwhodoesnotknowhowtodoherhair。ThefamethatcametoMrs。AubynwithhersecondbookleftGlennard’simaginationuntouched,orhadatmostthenegativeeffectofremovingherstillfartherfromthecircleofhiscontractingsympathies。Weareallthesportoftime;andfatehadsoperverselyorderedthechronologyofMargaretAubyn’sromancethatwhenherhusbanddiedGlennardfeltasthoughhehadlostafriend。

Itwasnotinhisnaturetobeneedlesslyunkind;andthoughhewasintheimpregnablepositionofthemanwhohasgivenawomannomoredefinableclaimonhimthanthatoflettingherfancythathelovesher,hewouldnotfortheworldhaveaccentuatedhisadvantagebyanybetrayalofindifference。Duringthefirstyearofherwidowhoodtheirfriendshipdraggedonwithhaltingrenewalsofsentiment,becomingmoreandmoreabanquetofemptydishesfromwhichthecoverswereneverremoved;thenGlennardwenttoNewYorktoliveandexchangedthefadedpleasuresofintercourseforthecomparativenoveltyofcorrespondence。Herletters,oddlyenough,seemedatfirsttobringhernearerthanherpresence。

Shehadadopted,andshesuccessfullymaintained,anoteasaffectionatelyimpersonalashisown;shewroteardentlyofherwork,shequestionedhimabouthis,sheevenbanteredhimontheinevitableprettygirlwhowascertainbeforelongtodivertthecurrentofhisconfidences。ToGlennard,whowasalmostastrangerinNewYork,thesightofMrs。Aubyn’swritingwaslikeavoiceofreassuranceinsurroundingsasyetinsufficientlyawareofhim。Hisvanityfoundaretrospectiveenjoymentinthesentimenthishearthadrejected,andthisfactitiousemotiondrovehimonceortwicetoHillbridge,whence,afterscenesofevasivetenderness,hereturneddissatisfiedwithhimselfandher。

AshemaderoomforhimselfinNewYorkandpeopledthespacehehadclearedwiththesympathiesatthedisposalofagreeableandself—confidentyoungmen,itseemedtohimnaturaltoinferthatMrs。Aubynhadrefurnishedinthesamemannerthevoidhewasnotunwillinghisdepartureshouldhaveleft。Butinthedissolutionofsentimentalpartnershipsitisseldomthatbothassociatesareabletowithdrawtheirfundsatthesametime;andGlennardgraduallylearnedthathestoodfortheventureonwhichMrs。

Aubynhadirretrievablystakedherall。Itwasnotthekindoffigurehecaredtocut。Hehadnofancyforleavinghavocinhiswakeandwouldhavepreferredtosowaquickgrowthofoblivioninthespaceswastedbyhisunconsideredinroads;butifhesuppliedtheseeditwasclearlyMrs。Aubyn’sbusinesstoseetotheraisingofthecrop。Herattitudeseemedindeedtothrowhisownreasonablenessintodistincterrelief:sothattheymighthavestoodforthriftandimprovidenceinanallegoryoftheaffections。

ItwasnotthatMrs。Aubynpermittedherselftobeapensioneronhisbounty。Heknewshehadnowishtokeepherselfaliveonthesmallchangeofsentiment;shesimplyfedonherownfundedpassion,andtheluxuriesitallowedhermadehim,eventhen,dimlyawarethatshehadthesecretofaninexhaustiblealchemy。

Theirrelationsremainedthusnegativelytendertillshesuddenlywrotehimofherdecisiontogoabroadtolive。Herfatherhaddied,shehadnoneartiesinHillbridge,andLondonofferedmorescopethanNewYorktoherexpandingpersonality。Shewasalreadyfamousandherlaurelswereyetunharvested。

ForamomentthenewsrousedGlennardtoajealoussenseoflostopportunities。Hewanted,atanyrate,toreasserthispowerbeforeshemadethefinaleffortofescape。Theyhadnotmetforoverayear,butofcoursehecouldnotlethersailwithoutseeingher。ShecametoNewYorkthedaybeforeherdeparture,andtheyspentitslasthourstogether。Glennardhadplannednocourseofaction——hesimplymeanttolethimselfdrift。Theybothdrifted,foralongtime,downthelanguidcurrentofreminiscence;sheseemedtositpassive,lettinghimpushhiswaybackthroughtheovergrownchannelsofthepast。Atlengthsheremindedhimthattheymustbringtheirexplorationstoanend。

Herosetoleave,andstoodlookingatherwiththesameuncertaintyinhisheart。Hewastiredofheralready——hewasalwaystiredofher——yethewasnotsurethathewantedhertogo。

\"Imayneverseeyouagain,\"hesaid,asthoughconfidentlyappealingtohercompassion。

Herlookenvelopedhim。\"AndIshallseeyoualways——always!\"

\"Whygothen——?\"escapedhim。

\"Tobeneareryou,\"sheanswered;andthewordsdismissedhimlikeaclosingdoor。

Thedoorwasnevertoreopen;butthroughitsnarrowcrackGlennard,astheyearswenton,becamemoreandmoreconsciousofaninextinguishablelightdirectingitssmallraytowardthepastwhichconsumedsolittleofhisowncommemorativeoil。ThereproachwastakenfromthisthoughtbyMrs。Aubyn’sgradualtranslationintotermsofuniversality。InbecomingapersonageshesonaturallyceasedtobeapersonthatGlennardcouldalmostlookbacktohisexplorationsofherspiritasonavisittosomefamousshrine,immortalized,butinasensedesecrated,bypopularveneration。

Herletters,fromLondon,continuedtocomewiththesametenderpunctuality;butthealteredconditionsofherlife,thevistasofnewrelationshipsdisclosedbyeveryphrase,madehercommunicationsasimpersonalasapieceofjournalism。Itwasasthoughthestate,theworld,indeed,hadtakenheroffhishands,assumingthemaintenanceofatemperamentthathadlongexhaustedhisslenderstoreofreciprocity。

Intheretrospectivelightshedbythelettershewasblindedtotheirspecificmeaning。Hewasnotamanwhoconcernedhimselfwithliterature,andtheyhadbeentohim,atfirst,simplytheextensionofherbrillianttalk,laterthedreadedvehicleofatragicimportunity。Heknew,ofcourse,thattheywerewonderful;

that,unliketheauthorswhogivetheiressencetothepublicandkeeponlyadryrindfortheirfriends,Mrs。Aubynhadstoredofherrarestvintageforthishiddensacramentoftenderness。

Sometimes,indeed,hehadbeenoppressed,humiliatedalmost,bythemultiplicityofherallusions,thewidescopeofherinterests,herpersistenceinforcinghersuperabundanceofthoughtandemotionintotheshallowreceptacleofhissympathy;

buthehadneverthoughtofthelettersobjectively,astheproductionofadistinguishedwoman;hadnevermeasuredtheliterarysignificanceofheroppressiveprodigality。Hewasalmostfrightenednowatthewealthinhishands;theobligationofherlovehadneverweighedonhimlikethisgiftofherimagination:itwasasthoughhehadacceptedfromhersomethingtowhichevenareciprocaltendernesscouldnothavejustifiedhisclaim。

Hesatalongtimestaringatthescatteredpagesonhisdesk;andinthesuddenrealizationofwhattheymeanthecouldalmostfancysomealchemisticprocesschangingthemtogoldashestared。Hehadthesenseofnotbeingaloneintheroom,ofthepresenceofanotherselfobservingfromwithoutthestirringofsubconsciousimpulsesthatsentflushesofhumiliationtohisforehead。Atlengthhestoodup,andwiththegestureofamanwhowishestogiveoutwardexpressiontohispurpose——toestablish,asitwere,amoralalibi——sweptthelettersintoaheapandcarriedthemtowardthegrate。Butitwouldhavetakentoolongtoburnallthepackets。Heturnedbacktothetableandonebyonefittedthepagesintotheirenvelopes;thenhetiedupthelettersandputthembackintothelockeddrawer。

III

ItwasoneofthelawsofGlennard’sintercoursewithMissTrentthathealwayswenttoseeherthedayafterhehadresolvedtogiveherup。Therewasaspecialcharmaboutthemomentsthussnatchedfromthejawsofrenunciation;andhissenseoftheirsignificancewasonthisoccasionsokeenthathehardlynoticedtheaddedgravityofherwelcome。

Hisfeelingforherhadbecomesovitalapartofhimthathernearnesshadthequalityofimperceptiblyreadjustinghispointofview,sothatthejumbledphenomenaofexperiencefellatonceintoarationalperspective。Inthisredistributionofvaluesthesombreretrospectofthepreviouseveningshranktoamerecloudontheedgeofconsciousness。Perhapstheonlyserviceanunlovedwomancanrenderthemanshelovesistoenhanceandprolonghisillusionsaboutherrival。ItwasthefateofMargaretAubyn’smemorytoserveasafoiltoMissTrent’spresence,andneverhadthepoorladythrownhersuccessorintomorevividrelief。

MissTrenthadthecharmofstillwatersthatarefelttoberenewedbyrapidcurrents。Herattentionspreadatranquilsurfacetothedemonstrationsofothers,anditwasonlyindaysofstormthatonefeltthepressureofthetides。ThisinscrutablecomposurewasperhapsherchiefgraceinGlennard’seyes。Reserve,insomenatures,impliesmerelythelockingofemptyroomsorthedissimulationofawkwardencumbrances;butMissTrent’sreticencewastoGlennardlikethecloseddoortothesanctuary,andhiscertaintyofdiviningthehiddentreasuremadehimcontenttoremainoutsideinthehappyexpectancyoftheneophyte。

\"Youdidn’tcometotheoperalastnight,\"shebegan,inthetonethatseemedalwaysrathertorecordafactthantoofferareflectiononit。

Heansweredwithadiscouragedgesture。\"Whatwastheuse?Wecouldn’thavetalked。\"

\"Notaswellashere,\"sheassented;adding,afterameditativepause,\"Asyoudidn’tcomeItalkedtoAuntVirginiainstead。\"

\"Ah!\"hereturned,thefactbeinghardlystrikingenoughtodetachhimfromthecontemplationofherhands,whichhadfallen,aswastheirwont,intoanattitudefullofplasticpossibilities。Onefeltthemtobehandsthat,movingonlytosomepurpose,werecapableofintervalsofsereneinaction。

\"Wehadalongtalk,\"MissTrentwenton;andshewaitedagainbeforeadding,withtheincreasedabsenceofstressthatmarkedhergravercommunications,\"AuntVirginiawantsmetogoabroadwithher。\"

Glennardlookedupwithastart。\"Abroad?When?\"

\"Now——nextmonth。Tobegonetwoyears。\"

Hepermittedhimselfamovementoftenderderision。\"Doesshereally?Well,IwantyoutogoabroadwithME——foranynumberofyears。Whichofferdoyouaccept?\"

\"Onlyoneofthemseemstorequireimmediateconsideration,\"shereturned,withasmile。

Glennardlookedatheragain。\"You’renotthinkingofit?\"

Hergazedroppedandsheunclaspedherhands。Hermovementsweresorarethattheymighthavebeensaidtoitalicizeherwords。

\"AuntVirginiatalkedtomeveryseriously。Itwillbeagreatrelieftomotherandtheotherstohavemeprovidedforinthatwayfortwoyears。Imustthinkofthat,youknow。\"Sheglanceddownathergownwhich,underarenovatedsurface,datedbacktothefirstdaysofGlennard’swooing。\"Itrynottocostmuch——butIdo。\"

\"GoodLord!\"Glennardgroaned。

Theysatsilenttillatlengthshegentlytookuptheargument。

\"Astheeldest,youknow,I’mboundtoconsiderthesethings。

Womenaresuchaburden。Jimdoeswhathecanformother,butwithhisownchildrentoprovideforitisn’tverymuch。Yousee,we’reallpoortogether。\"

\"Yourauntisn’t。Shemighthelpyourmother。\"

\"Shedoes——inherownway。\"

\"Exactly——that’stherichrelationallover!Youmaybemiserableinanywayyoulike,butifyou’retobehappyyou’vegottobesoinherway——andinheroldgowns。\"

\"IcouldbeveryhappyinAuntVirginia’soldgowns,\"MissTrentinterposed。

\"Abroad,youmean?\"

\"ImeanwhereverIfeltthatIwashelping。Andmygoingabroadwillhelp。\"

\"Ofcourse——Iseethat。AndIseeyourconsideratenessinputtingitsadvantagesnegatively。\"

\"Negatively?\"

\"Indwellingsimplyonwhatthegoingwilltakeyoufrom,notonwhatitwillbringyouto。Itmeansalottoawoman,ofcourse,togetawayfromalifelikethis。\"Hesummedupinadisparagingglancethebackgroundofindigentfurniture。\"Thequestionishowyou’lllikecomingbacktoit。\"

Sheseemedtoacceptthefullconsequencesofhisthought。\"I

onlyknowIdon’tlikeleavingit。\"

Heflungbacksombrely,\"Youdon’tevenputitconditionallythen?\"

Hergazedeepened。\"Onwhat?\"

Hestoodupandwalkedacrosstheroom。Thenhecamebackandpausedbeforeher。\"Onthealternativeofmarryingme。\"

Theslowcolor——evenherblushesseemeddeliberate——rosetoherlowerlids;herlipsstirred,butthewordsresolvedthemselvesintoasmileandshewaited。

Hetookanotherturn,withthethwartedstepofthemanwhosenervousexasperationescapesthroughhismuscles。

\"AndtothinkthatinfifteenyearsIshallhaveabigpractice!\"

Hereyestriumphedforhim。\"Inless!\"

\"Thecursedironyofit!WhatdoIcareforthemanIshallbethen?It’sslavingone’slifeawayforastranger!\"Hetookherhandsabruptly。\"You’llgotoCannes,Isuppose,orMonteCarlo?

IheardHollingsworthsayto—daythathemeanttotakehisyachtovertotheMediterranean——\"

Shereleasedherself。\"Ifyouthinkthat——\"

\"Idon’t。IalmostwishIdid。Itwouldbeeasier,Imean。\"Hebrokeoffincoherently。\"IbelieveyourAuntVirginiadoes,though。ShesomehowconnotesHollingsworthandtheMediterranean。\"Hecaughtherhandsagain。\"Alexa——ifwecouldmanagealittleholesomewhereoutoftown?\"

\"Couldwe?\"shesighed,halfyielding。

\"Inoneofthoseplaceswheretheymakejokesaboutthemosquitoes,\"hepressedher。\"Couldyougetonwithoneservant?\"

\"Couldyougetonwithoutvarnishedboots?\"

\"Promisemeyouwon’tgo,then!\"

\"Whatareyouthinkingof,Stephen?\"

\"Idon’tknow,\"hestammered,thequestiongivingunexpectedformtohisintention。\"It’sallintheairyet,ofcourse;butI

pickedupatiptheotherday——\"

\"You’renotspeculating?\"shecried,withakindofsuperstitiousterror。

\"Lord,no。Thisisasurething——Ialmostwishitwasn’t;ImeanifIcanworkit——\"Hehadasuddenvisionofthecomprehensivenessofthetemptation。IfonlyhehadbeenlesssureofDinslow!Hisassurancegavethesituationthebaseelementofsafety。

\"Idon’tunderstandyou,\"shefaltered。

\"Trustme,instead!\"headjuredher,withsuddenenergy;andturningonherabruptly,\"Ifyougo,youknow,yougofree,\"heconcluded。

Shedrewback,palingalittle。\"Whydoyoumakeitharderforme?\"

\"Tomakeiteasierformyself,\"heretorted。

IV

Glennard,thenextafternoon,leavinghisofficeearlierthanusual,turned,onhiswayhome,intooneofthepubliclibraries。

Hehadtheplacetohimselfatthatclosinghour,andthelibrarianwasabletogiveanundividedattentiontohistentativerequestforletters——collectionsofletters。ThelibrariansuggestedWalpole。

\"Imeantwomen——women’sletters。\"

ThelibrarianprofferedHannahMoreandMissMartineau。

Glennardcursedhisowninarticulateness。\"Imeanlettersto——tosomeoneperson——aman;theirhusband——or——\"

\"Ah,\"saidtheinspiredlibrarian,\"EloiseandAbailard。\"

\"Well——somethingalittlenearer,perhaps,\"saidGlennard,withlightness。\"Didn’tMerimee——\"

\"Thelady’sletters,inthatcase,werenotpublished。\"

\"Ofcoursenot,\"saidGlennard,vexedathisblunder。

\"ThereareGeorgeSand’sletterstoFlaubert。\"

\"Ah!\"Glennardhesitated。\"Wasshe——werethey——?\"Hechafedathisownignoranceofthesentimentalby—pathsofliterature。

\"Ifyouwantlove—letters,perhapssomeoftheFrencheighteenthcenturycorrespondencesmightsuityoubetter——Mlle。AisseorMadamedeSabran——\"

ButGlennardinsisted。\"Iwantsomethingmodern——EnglishorAmerican。Iwanttolooksomethingup,\"helamelyconcluded。

ThelibrariancouldonlysuggestGeorgeEliot。

\"Well,givemesomeoftheFrenchthings,then——andI’llhaveMerimee’sletters。Itwasthewomanwhopublishedthem,wasn’tit?\"

Hecaughtuphisarmful,transferringit,onthedoorstep,toacabwhichcarriedhimtohisrooms。Hedinedalone,hurriedly,atasmallrestaurantnearby,andreturnedatoncetohisbooks。

Latethatnight,asheundressed,hewonderedwhatcontemptibleimpulsehadforcedfromhimhislastwordstoAlexaTrent。Itwasbadenoughtointerferewiththegirl’schancesbyhangingabouthertotheobviousexclusionofothermen,butitwasworsetoseemtojustifyhisweaknessbydressingupthefutureindelusiveambiguities。Hesawhimselfsinkingfromdepthtodepthofsentimentalcowardiceinhisreluctancetorenouncehisholdonher;anditfilledhimwithself—disgusttothinkthatthehighestfeelingofwhichhesupposedhimselfcapablewasblentwithsuchbaseelements。

Hisawakeningwashardlycheeredbythesightofherwriting。Hetorehernoteopenandtookinthefewlines——sheseldomexceededthefirstpage——withthelucidityofapprehensionthatistheforerunnerofevil。

\"MyauntsailsonSaturdayandImustgivehermyanswerthedayafterto—morrow。Pleasedon’tcometillthen——Iwanttothinkthequestionoverbymyself。IknowIoughttogo。Won’tyouhelpmetobereasonable?\"

Itwassettled,then。Well,hewouldbereasonable;hewouldn’tstandinherway;hewouldlethergo。Fortwoyearshehadbeenlivingsomeother,luckierman’slife;thetimehadcomewhenhemustdropbackintohisown。Henolongertriedtolookahead,togropehiswaythroughtheendlesslabyrinthofhismaterialdifficulties;asenseofdullresignationclosedinonhimlikeafog。

\"Hullo,Glennard!\"avoicesaid,asanelectric—car,latethatafternoon,droppedhimatanuptowncorner。

HelookedupandmettheinterrogativesmileofBartonFlamel,whostoodonthecurbstonewatchingtheretreatingcarwiththeeyeofamanphilosophicenoughtorememberthatitwillbefollowedbyanother。

GlennardfelthisusualimpulseofpleasureatmeetingFlamel;butitwasnotinthiscasecurtailedbythereactionofcontemptthathabituallysucceededit。ProbablyeventhefewmenwhohadknownFlamelsincehisyouthcouldhavegivennogoodreasonforthevaguemistrustthatheinspired。Somepeoplearejudgedbytheiractions,othersbytheirideas;andperhapstheshortestwayofdefiningFlamelistosaythathiswell—knownleniencyofviewwasvaguelydivinedtoincludehimself。Simplemindsmayhaveresentedthediscoverythathisopinionswerebasedonhisperceptions;buttherewascertainlynomoredefinitechargeagainsthimthanthatimpliedinthedoubtastohowhewouldbehaveinanemergency,andhiscompanywaslookeduponasoneofthosemildlyunwholesomedissipationstowhichtheprudentmayoccasionallyyield。ItnowoffereditselftoGlennardasaneasyescapefromtheobsessionofmoralproblems,whichsomehowcouldnomorebeworninFlamel’spresencethanasurpliceinthestreet。

\"Whereareyougoing?Totheclub?\"Flamelasked;adding,astheyoungermanassented,\"Whynotcometomystudioinstead?You’llseeoneboreinsteadoftwenty。\"

TheapartmentwhichFlameldescribedashisstudioshowed,asitsoneclaimtothedesignation,aperenniallyemptyeasel;therestofitsspacebeingfilledwiththeevidencesofacomprehensivedilettanteism。Againstthisbackground,whichseemedthevisibleexpressionofitsowner’sintellectualtolerance,rowsoffinebooksdetachedthemselveswithaprominence,showingthemtobeFlamel’schiefcare。

Glennardglancedwiththeeyeofuntrainedcuriosityatthelinesofwarm—tonedmorocco,whilehishostbusiedhimselfwiththeuncorkingofApollinaris。

\"You’vegotasplendidlotofbooks,\"hesaid。

\"They’refairlydecent,\"theotherassented,inthecurttoneofthecollectorwhowillnottalkofhispassionforfearoftalkingofnothingelse;then,asGlennard,hishandsinhispockets,begantostrollperfunctorilydownthelonglineofbookcases——

\"Somemen,\"Flamelirresistiblyadded,\"thinkofbooksmerelyastools,othersastooling。I’mbetweenthetwo;therearedayswhenIusethemasscenery,otherdayswhenIwantthemassociety;sothat,asyousee,mylibraryrepresentsamakeshiftcompromisebetweenlooksandbrains,andthecollectorslookdownonmealmostasmuchasthestudents。\"

Glennard,withoutanswering,wasmechanicallytakingonebookafteranotherfromtheshelves。Hishandsslippedcuriouslyoverthesmoothcoversandthenoiselesssubsidenceofopeningpages。

Suddenlyhecameonathinvolumeoffadedmanuscript。

\"What’sthis?\"heasked,withalistlesssenseofwonder。

\"Ah,you’reatmymanuscriptshelf。I’vebeengoinginforthatsortofthinglately。\"Flamelcameupandlookedoverhisshoulders。\"That’sabitofStendhal——oneoftheItalianstories——

andherearesomelettersofBalzactoMadameCommanville。\"

Glennardtookthebookwithsuddeneagerness。\"WhowasMadameCommanville?\"

\"Hissister。\"HewasconsciousthatFlamelwaslookingathimwiththesmilethatwaslikeaninterrogationpoint。\"Ididn’tknowyoucaredforthiskindofthing。\"

\"Idon’t——atleastI’veneverhadthechance。Haveyoumanycollectionsofletters?\"

\"Lord,no——veryfew。I’mjustbeginning,andmostoftheinterestingonesareoutofmyreach。Here’saqueerlittlecollection,though——therarestthingI’vegot——halfadozenofShelley’sletterstoHarrietWestbrook。Ihadadevilofatimegettingthem——alotofcollectorswereafterthem。\"

Glennard,takingthevolumefromhishand,glancedwithakindofrepugnanceattheinterleavingofyellowcris—crossedsheets。

\"Shewastheonewhodrownedherself,wasn’tshe?\"

Flamelnodded。\"Isupposethatlittleepisodeaddsaboutfiftypercent。totheirvalue,\"hesaid,meditatively。

Glennardlaidthebookdown。HewonderedwhyhehadjoinedFlamel。Hewasinnohumortobeamusedbytheolderman’stalk,andarecrudescenceofpersonalmiseryroseabouthimlikeanicytide。

\"IbelieveImusttakemyselfoff,\"hesaid。\"I’dforgottenanengagement。\"

Heturnedtogo;butalmostatthesamemomenthewasconsciousofadualityofintentionwhereinhisapparentwishtoleaverevealeditselfasalasteffortofthewillagainsttheovermasteringdesiretostayandunbosomhimselftoFlamel。

Theolderman,asthoughdiviningtheconflict,laidadetainingpressureonhisarm。

\"Won’ttheengagementkeep?Sitdownandtryoneofthesecigars。

Idon’toftenhavetheluckofseeingyouhere。\"

\"I’mratherdrivenjustnow,\"saidGlennard,vaguely。Hefoundhimselfseatedagain,andFlamelhadpushedtohissidealowstandholdingabottleofApollinarisandadecanterofcognac。

Flamel,thrownbackinhiscapaciousarm—chair,surveyedhimthroughacloudofsmokewiththecomfortabletoleranceofthemantowhomnoinconsistenciesneedbeexplained。Connivancewasimplicitintheair。Itwasthekindofatmosphereinwhichtheoutrageouslosesitsedge。Glennardfeltagradualrelaxingofhisnerves。

\"Isupposeonehastopayalotforletterslikethat?\"heheardhimselfasking,withaglanceinthedirectionofthevolumehehadlaidaside。

\"Oh,so—do——dependsoncircumstances。\"Flamelviewedhimthoughtfully。\"Areyouthinkingofcollecting?\"

Glennardlaughed。\"Lord,no。Theotherwayround。\"

\"Selling?\"

\"Oh,Ihardlyknow。Iwasthinkingofapoorchap——\"

Flamelfilledthepausewithanodofinterest。

\"ApoorchapIusedtoknow——whodied——hediedlastyear——andwholeftmealotofletters,lettershethoughtagreatdealof——hewasfondofmeandleft’emtomeoutright,withtheidea,I

suppose,thattheymightbenefitmesomehow——Idon’tknow——I’mnotmuchuponsuchthings——\"hereachedhishandtothetallglasshishosthadfilled。

\"Acollectionofautographletters,eh?Anybignames?\"

\"Oh,onlyonename。They’reallletterswrittentohim——byoneperson,youunderstand;awoman,infact——\"

\"Oh,awoman,\"saidFlamel,negligently。

Glennardwasnettledbyhisobviouslossofinterest。\"Iratherthinkthey’dattractagooddealofnoticeiftheywerepublished。\"

Flamelstilllookeduninterested。\"Love—letters,Isuppose?\"

\"Oh,just——thelettersawomanwouldwritetoamansheknewwell。

Theyweretremendousfriends,heandshe。\"

\"Andshewroteacleverletter?\"

\"Clever?ItwasMargaretAubyn。\"

Agreatsilencefilledtheroom。ItseemedtoGlennardthatthewordshadburstfromhimasbloodgushesfromawound。

\"GreatScott!\"saidFlamel,sittingup。\"AcollectionofMargaretAubyn’sletters?DidyousayYOUhadthem?\"

\"Theywereleftme——bymyfriend。\"

\"Isee。Washe——well,nomatter。You’retobecongratulated,atanyrate。Whatareyougoingtodowiththem?\"

Glennardstoodupwithasenseofwearinessinallhisbones。

\"Oh,Idon’tknow。Ihaven’tthoughtmuchaboutit。Ijusthappenedtoseethatsomefellowwaswritingherlife——\"

\"Joslin;yes。Youdidn’tthinkofgivingthemtohim?\"

GlennardhadloungedacrosstheroomandstoodstaringupatabronzeBacchuswhodroopedhisgarlandedheadabovethepedimentofanItaliancabinet。\"WhatoughtItodo?You’rejustthefellowtoadviseme。\"Hefeltthebloodinhischeekashespoke。

Flamelsatwithmeditativeeye。\"WhatdoyouWANTtodowiththem?\"heasked。

\"Iwanttopublishthem,\"saidGlennard,swingingroundwithsuddenenergy——\"IfIcan——\"

\"Ifyoucan?They’reyours,yousay?\"

\"They’reminefastenough。There’snoonetoprevent——Imeantherearenorestrictions——\"hewasarrestedbythesensethattheseaccumulatedproofsofimpunitymightpreciselystandasthestrongestcheckonhisaction。

\"AndMrs。Aubynhadnofamily,Ibelieve?\"

\"No。\"

\"ThenIdon’tseewho’stointerfere,\"saidFlamel,studyinghiscigar—tip。

GlennardhadturnedhisunseeingstareonanecstaticSaintCatherineframedintarnishedgilding。

\"It’sjustthisway,\"hebeganagain,withaneffort。\"Whenlettersareaspersonalas——astheseofmyfriend’s……Well,Idon’tmindtellingyouthatthecashwouldmakeaheapofdifferencetome;suchalotthatitratherobscuresmyjudgment——

thefactisifIcouldlaymyhandonafewthousandsnowIcouldgetintoabigthing,andwithoutappreciablerisk;andI’dliketoknowwhetheryouthinkI’dbejustified——underthecircumstances……\"Hepaused,withadrythroat。Itseemedtohimatthemomentthatitwouldbeimpossibleforhimevertosinklowerinhisownestimation。HewasintruthlessashamedofweighingthetemptationthanofsubmittinghisscruplestoamanlikeFlamel,andaffectingtoappealtosentimentsofdelicacyontheabsenceofwhichhehadconsciouslyreckoned。Buthehadreachedapointwhereeachwordseemedtocompelanother,aseachwaveinastreamisforcedforwardbythepressurebehindit;andbeforeFlamelcouldspeakhehadfalteredout——\"Youdon’tthinkpeoplecouldsay……couldcriticisetheman……\"

\"Buttheman’sdead,isn’the?\"

\"He’sdead——yes;butcanIassumetheresponsibilitywithout——\"

Flamelhesitated;andalmostimmediatelyGlennard’sscruplesgavewaytoirritation。IfatthishourFlamelweretoaffectaninopportunereluctance——!

Theolderman’sanswerreassuredhim。\"Whyneedyouassumeanyresponsibility?Yournamewon’tappear,ofcourse;andastoyourfriend’s,Idon’tseewhyhisshould,either。Hewasn’tacelebrityhimself,Isuppose?\"

\"No,no。\"

\"ThentheletterscanbeaddressedtoMr。Blank。Doesn’tthatmakeitallright?\"

Glennard’shesitationrevived。\"Forthepublic,yes。ButIdon’tseethatitaltersthecaseforme。Thequestionis,oughtItopublishthematall?\"

\"Ofcourseyououghtto。\"Flamelspokewithinvigoratingemphasis。\"Idoubtifyou’dbejustifiedinkeepingthemback。

AnythingofMargaretAubyn’sismoreorlesspublicpropertybythistime。She’stoogreatforanyoneofus。Iwasonlywonderinghowyoucouldusethemtothebestadvantage——toyourself,Imean。Howmanyarethere?\"

\"Oh,alot;perhapsahundred——Ihaven’tcounted。Theremaybemore……\"

\"Gad!Whatahaul!Whenweretheywritten?\"

\"Idon’tknow——thatis——theycorrespondedforyears。What’stheodds?\"Hemovedtowardhishatwithavagueimpulseofflight。

\"Itallcounts,\"saidFlamel,imperturbably。\"Alongcorrespondence——one,Imean,thatcoversagreatdealoftime——isobviouslyworthmorethanifthesamenumberoflettershadbeenwrittenwithinayear。Atanyrate,youwon’tgivethemtoJoslin?They’dfillabook,wouldn’tthey?\"

\"Isupposeso。Idon’tknowhowmuchittakestofillabook。\"

\"Notlove—letters,yousay?\"

\"Why?\"flashedfromGlennard。

\"Oh,nothing——onlythebigpublicissentimental,andiftheyWERE——why,youcouldgetanymoneyforMargaretAubyn’slove—

letters。\"

Glennardwassilent。

\"Arethelettersinterestinginthemselves?Imeanapartfromtheassociationwithhername?\"

\"I’mnojudge。\"Glennardtookuphishatandthrusthimselfintohisovercoat。\"IdaresayIsha’n’tdoanythingaboutit。And,Flamel——youwon’tmentionthistoanyone?\"

\"Lord,no。Well,Icongratulateyou。You’vegotabigthing。\"

Flamelwassmilingathimfromthehearth。

Glennard,onthethreshold,forcedaresponsetothesmile,whilehequestionedwithloiteringindifference——\"Financially,eh?\"

\"Rather;Ishouldsayso。\"

Glennard’shandlingeredontheknob。\"Howmuch——shouldyousay?

Youknowaboutsuchthings。\"

\"Oh,Ishouldhavetoseetheletters;butIshouldsay——well,ifyou’vegotenoughtofillabookandthey’refairlyreadable,andthebookisbroughtoutattherighttime——saytenthousanddownfromthepublisher,andpossiblyoneortwomoreinroyalties。Ifyougotthepublishersbiddingagainsteachotheryoumightdoevenbetter;butofcourseI’mtalkinginthedark。\"

\"Ofcourse,\"saidGlennard,withsuddendizziness。HishandhadslippedfromtheknobandhestoodstaringdownattheexoticspiralsofthePersianrugbeneathhisfeet。

\"I’dhavetoseetheletters,\"Flamelrepeated。

\"Ofcourse——you’dhavetoseethem……\"Glennardstammered;

and,withoutturning,heflungoverhisshoulderaninarticulate\"Good—by……\"

V

Thelittlehouse,asGlennardstrolleduptoitbetweenthetrees,seemednomorethanagaytentpitchedagainstthesunshine。Ithadthecrispnessofafreshlystarchedsummergown,andthegeraniumsontheverandabloomedassimultaneouslyastheflowersinabonnet。Thegardenwasprosperingabsurdly。Seedtheyhadsownatrandom——amidlaughingcounter—chargesofincompetence——hadshotupinfragrantdefianceoftheirblunders。Hesmiledtoseetheclematisunfoldingitspunctualwingsabouttheporch。Thetinylawnwassmoothasashavencheek,andacrimsonramblermountedtothenursery—windowofababywhonevercried。Abreezeshooktheawningabovethetea—table,andhiswife,ashedrewnear,couldbeseenbendingaboveakettlethatwasjustabouttoboil。Sovividlydidthewholescenesuggestthepaintedblissofastagesetting,thatitwouldhavebeenhardlysurprisingtoseeherstepforwardamongtheflowersandtrillouthervirtuoushappinessfromtheveranda—rail。

Thestaleheatofthelongdayintown,thedustypromiscuityofthesuburbantrainwerenowbuttherequisitefoiltoaneveningofscentedbreezesandtranquiltalk。Theyhadbeenmarriedmorethanayear,andeachhome—comingstillreflectedthefreshnessoftheirfirstdaytogether。If,indeed,theirhappinesshadaflaw,itwasinresemblingtoocloselythebrightimpermanenceoftheirsurroundings。Theirloveasyetwasbutthegaytentofholiday—

makers。

Hiswifelookedupwithasmile。Thecountrylifesuitedher,andherbeautyhadgaineddepthfromastillnessinwhichcertainfacesmighthavegrownopaque。

\"Areyouverytired?\"sheasked,pouringhistea。

\"Justenoughtoenjoythis。\"Herosefromthechairinwhichhehadthrownhimselfandbentoverthetrayforhiscream。\"You’vehadavisitor?\"hecommented,noticingahalf—emptycupbesideherown。

\"OnlyMr。Flamel,\"shesaid,indifferently。

\"Flamel?Again?\"

Sheansweredwithoutshowofsurprise。\"Heleftjustnow。HisyachtisdownatLaurelBayandheborrowedatrapoftheDreshamstodriveoverhere。\"

Glennardmadenocomment,andshewenton,leaningherheadbackagainstthecushionsofherbamboo—seat,\"HewantsustogoforasailwithhimnextSunday。\"

Glennardmeditativelystirredhistea。Hewastryingtothinkofthemostnaturalandunartificialthingtosay,andhisvoiceseemedtocomefromtheoutside,asthoughhewerespeakingbehindamarionette。\"Doyouwantto?\"

\"Justasyouplease,\"shesaid,compliantly。Noaffectationofindifferencecouldhavebeenasbafflingashercompliance。

Glennard,oflate,wasbeginningtofeelthatthesurfacewhich,ayearago,hehadtakenforasheetofclearglass,might,afterall,beamirrorreflectingmerelyhisownconceptionofwhatlaybehindit。

\"DoyoulikeFlamel?\"hesuddenlyasked;towhich,stillengagedwithhertea,shereturnedthefeminineanswer——\"Ithoughtyoudid。\"

\"Ido,ofcourse,\"heagreed,vexedathisownincorrigibletendencytomagnifyFlamel’simportancebyhoveringaboutthetopic。\"Asailwouldberatherjolly;let’sgo。\"

Shemadenoreplyandhedrewforththerolled—upeveningpaperswhichhehadthrustintohispocketonleavingthetrain。Ashesmoothedthemouthisowncountenanceseemedtoundergothesameprocess。HeranhiseyedownthelistofstocksandFlamel’simportunatepersonalityrecededbehindtherowsoffigurespushingforwardintonoticelikesomanybearersofgoodnews。Glennard’sinvestmentswerefloweringlikehisgarden:thedryestsharesblossomedintodividends,andagoldenharvestawaitedhissickle。

Heglancedathiswifewiththetranquilairofthemanwhodigestsgoodluckasnaturallyasthedrygroundabsorbsashower。

\"Thingsarelookinguncommonlywell。Ibelieveweshallbeabletogototownfortwoorthreemonthsnextwinterifwecanfindsomethingcheap。\"

Shesmiledluxuriously:itwaspleasanttobeabletosay,withanairofbalancingrelativeadvantages,\"Really,onthebaby’saccountIshallbealmostsorry;butifwedogo,there’sKateErskine’shouse……she’llletushaveitforalmostnothing……\"

\"Well,writeheraboutit,\"herecommended,hiseyestravellingoninsearchoftheweatherreport。Hehadturnedtothewrongpage;

andsuddenlyalineofblackcharactersleaptoutathimasfromanambush。