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'Dear me, Emma! think of stepping aside from the parliamentary road to entreat a husband to relent, and arrange the domestic alliance of a contrary couple! Quixottry is agreeable reading, a silly performance. Lady Dunstane pleaded his friendship. She had to quit the field where such darts were showering. The first dinner-party was aristocratic, easy to encounter.
She received the following, in a succinct female hand corresponding to its terseness; every 't' righteously crossed, every 'i' punctiliously dotted, as she remarked to Constance Asper, to whom the communication was transferred for perusal: 'DEAR LADY WATHIN, Lady Dunstane is gaining strength. The measure of her pulse indicates favourably.
No: had it been a case of love, she would have written very differently to her friend. Lady Dunstane controlled the pricking of the wound inflicted by Diana's novel exercise in laconics where the fullest flow was due to tenderness, and despatched felicitations upon the text of the initial line: 'Wonders are always happening. She wrote to hide vexation beneath surprise; naturally betraying it.
For though she did not like Mrs. Warwick, she had no wish to wound, other than by stopping her further studies of the Young Minister, and conducting him to the young lady loving him, besides restoring a bereft husband to his own. How sadly pale and worn poor Mr. Warwick appeared? The portrayal of his withered visage to Lady Dunstane had quite failed to gain a show of sympathy.
Redworth wanted to know whether Diana should be told of it, though he had no particulars to give; and somewhat to his disappointment, Lady Dunstane said she would write. She delayed, thinking the accident might not be serious; and the information of it to Diana surely would be so.
And so this miracle with the other made an end of the controuersie betwéene the priests and moonks, all the English people following the mind of the archbishop Dunstane, who by meanes thereof had his will. Will.
She walked with an ebony silver-mounted stick, a present from Mr. Redworth. She was leaning on it when the card of Thomas Redworth was handed to her. 'You see, you are my crutch, Lady Dunstane said to him, raising the stick in reminder of the present. He offered his arm and hurriedly informed her, to dispose of dull personal matter, that he had just landed. She looked at the clock.
The answer sounded ominous, with its accompaniment of evident pain: 'I think her health is good. Had they quarrelled? He said he had not heard a word of Mrs. Warwick for several months. 'I heard from her this morning, said Lady Dunstane, and motioned him to a chair beside the sofa, where she half reclined, closing her eyes. The sight of tears on the eyelashes frightened him.
Gratitude to the person soothing his unwontedly ruffled temper was the cause of the indiscretion in the amount he gave. It appeared to him that he ought to proceed to Copsley for tidings of Lady Dunstane. Thither he sped by the handy railway and a timely train. He reached the parkgates at three in the afternoon, telling his flyman to wait.
'Now go, and be sure you have bedclothes enough before you drop asleep, she said; and Danvers directed her steps to gossip with Bartlett. Diana wrapped herself in a dressing-gown Lady Dunstane had sent her, and sat by the fire, thinking of the powder of tattle stored in servants' halls to explode beneath her: and but for her choice of roads she might have been among strangers.
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