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Consider a moment: to your friends you are the Diana Merion they knew, and they will not suffer an injury to your good name without a struggle. But if you fly? You leave the dearest you have to the whole brunt of it. 'They will, if they love me. 'They will. But think of the shock to her. Lady Dunstane reads you 'Not quite. No, not if she even wishes me to stay! said Diana.
The residence of Sir Lukin Dunstane, in the county of Surrey, inherited by him during his recent term of Indian services, was on the hills, where a day of Italian sky, or better, a day of our breezy South-west, washed from the showery night, gives distantly a tower to view, and a murky web, not without colour: the ever-flying banner of the metropolis, the smoke of the city's chimneys, if you prefer plain language.
Lady Dunstane heard rumours of dissensions. Diana did not mention them. She spoke of her husband as unlucky in railway ventures, and of a household necessity for money, nothing further.
She sent word to Lady Dunstane: 'You know the interest I have always taken in dear Constance Aspen' etc.; inviting her to come on a visit a week before the end of the month, that she might join in the ceremony of a wedding 'likely to be the grandest of our time. Pitiful though it was, to think of the bridal pair having but eight or ten days at the outside, for a honeymoon, the beauty of their 'mutual devotion to duty' was urged by Lady Wathin upon all hearers.
'His present state of health is unequal to his ordinary duties. 'Emma Dunstane is fully supplied with the latest intelligence, Mr. Redworth. You know the source. 'I mention it simply . . . 'Yes, yes. What I have to protest is, that in this respect I am free. The Law has me fast, but leaves me its legal view of my small property. I have no authority over me.
She bids me sign myself, my beloved, ever, ever your Tony. The letter had every outward show of sincereness in expression, and was endowed to wear that appearance by the writer's impulse to protest with so resolute a vigour as to delude herself. Lady Dunstane heard of Mr. Dacier's novel attendance at concerts. The world made a note of it; for the gentleman was notoriously without ear for music.
'Sentimentality puts up infant hands for absolution, said Diana. 'But tell me, Lady Dunstane inquired generally, 'why men are so much happier than women in laughing at their spouses? They are humaner, was one dictum; they are more frivolous, ironically another. 'It warrants them for blowing the bugle-horn of masculine superiority night and morning from the castle-walls, Diana said.
Besides, the general question first, in fairness to the petitioner. You might reasonably stipulate for more for a friend. She could make a match, as you have said... he muttered of 'brilliant, and 'the highest'; and his humbleness of the honest man enamoured touched Lady Dunstane.
Warwick, that she drove from the London railway station to see Constance and be reassured by her tranquil aspect. Sweet Constance and her betrothed Percy were together, examining a missal. Lady Dunstane despatched a few words of the facts to Diana. She hoped to hear from her; rather hoped, for the moment, not to see her. No answer came. The great day of the nuptials came and passed.
'It may be as well to take Mr. Redworth's arm; you will escape the crush for you, said Lady Dunstane to Diana. 'I don't sup. Yes! go! You must eat, and he is handiest to conduct you. Diana thought of her chaperon and the lateness of the hour. She murmured, to soften her conscience, 'Poor Mrs. Pettigrew! And once more Mr.
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