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He pined for exercise; Diana and her young sympathy acted as a magnet both on him and on Sir James; and it was to be presumed she took a daily paper, being, as Ferrier recalled, "a terrible little Tory." In less than an hour they were at Beechcote. They found Diana and Mrs.
And in the face of the man's silence, how could the woman speak? No! she began to see her life as the Vicar saw it: pledged to large causes, given to drudgeries necessary, perhaps noble, for which the happy are not meant. This quiet shelter of Beechcote could not be hers much longer.
Muriel could only suppose that the carelessness of her attire was meant to mark the completeness of her conquest of Beechcote. But now her gown of scarlet velveteen, her arms bare to the elbow, her frizzled and curled hair, the powder which gave a bluish white to her complexion, the bangles and beads which adorned her, showed her armed to the last pin for the encounters of the luncheon-table.
Diana paced up and down, with her hands behind her, wondering when her telegram would reach her cousin, who was staying at a London boarding-house, when she might be expected at Beechcote, how long she could be persuaded to stay speculations, in fact, innumerable. Her agitation was pathetic in Mrs. Colwood's eyes.
Altogether, an aspect of rich and glowing youth: no perfect beauty; but something arresting, ardent charged, perhaps over-charged, with personality. Mrs. Colwood said to herself that life at Beechcote would be no stagnant pool. While they lingered in the drawing-room before church, she kept Diana talking.
As they stood lingering in the hollow, unwilling to leave the gnarled thorns, the heather-carpet, and the glow of western light symbols to them henceforth that they too, in their turn, amid the endless generations, had drunk the mystic cup, and shared the sacred feast Diana perceived some movement far below, on the open space in front of Beechcote.
"She can't do any good, and it will keep her awake at nights. I object altogether." However, Mrs. Roughsedge, having first dropped a pacifying kiss on her husband's gray hair, went up-stairs to put on her things, declaring that she was going there and then to Beechcote. The doctor was left to ponder over the gossip in question, and what Diana could possibly do to meet it.
Diana, his beautiful, unapproachable Diana, would soon, no doubt, be relieved of this young lady, with whom she could have no possible interests in common. And, perhaps, on one of his week-end visits to Tallyn and Beechcote, he might get a few minutes' conversation with Mrs. Colwood which would throw some light on the new guest. Diana meanwhile, assisted by Mrs.
"Not much to thank for, according to you!" observed Lady Niton, grimly. "Oh, well, he's in!" Lady Lucy drew a long breath. "But people have behaved so extraordinarily! That man that clergyman at Beechcote Mr. Lavery. He's been working night and day against Oliver. Really, I think parsons ought to leave politics alone." "Lavery?" said Bobbie. "I thought he was a Radical.
In a few hurried words with Ferrier, before the meeting of the House, Marsham gave the result of his visit to Beechcote. Diana had been, of course, very much shaken, but was bearing the thing bravely. They were engaged, but nothing was to be said in public for at least six months, so as to give Lady Lucy time to reconsider.
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