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I think at last I may get something of the right sort of feeling; for I am sure I see much better now what she and grandpapa used to mean when they talked about dear papa. And now do you like for me to read to you?" Few words more require to be said of Frederick and Henrietta Langford.
Chillon had a wife. Her writing of the welcome to poverty stirred his knowledge of his wife's nature. Carinthia might bear it and harden to flint; Henrietta was a butterfly for the golden rays. His thoughts, all his energies, were bent on the making of money to supply her need for the pleasure she flew in a butterfly's grub without it.
She was comforted somewhat by the mere familiarity of things even by the grade of smoke which seemed in some way to be different from the smoke of Manchester's cotton factory chimneys by the order of rattle and roar and rumble, which had a homelike sound. She had not felt at home in Manchester and she had not felt quite at home with Henrietta though she had done her duty by her.
But though she was trembling and her eyes looked very large and frightened, the silence was still deep within them. "Yes," the low voice faltered, "you will take care of me. Thank you, Dowie dear. I must let people take care of me. I know that. I am like Henrietta." And that was all. "She's very much changed, your grace," Dowie said breathlessly when she went to the Duchess afterwards.
The attendant physicians announced that she was dying. Extreme unction was administered, the crucifix fell from her hand, a convulsive shuddering shook her frame, and Henrietta was dead. "Only nine hours previously, Henrietta of England had been full of life, and loveliness, and hope, the idol of a court, and the centre of the most brilliant circle in Europe.
'Believe, then, in optimism, said Henrietta Temple, without taking her eyes off the cards. 'Whatever is, is best. 'That is not my creed, Miss Temple, said Ferdinand, and he rose and was about to retire. 'Must you go? Let us all do something to-morrow! said Lord Montfort, interchanging a glance with Henrietta. 'The British Museum; Miss Grandison wishes to go to the British Museum.
With regard to Charles Hayter, she had delicacy which must be pained by any lightness of conduct in a well-meaning young woman, and a heart to sympathize in any of the sufferings it occasioned; but if Henrietta found herself mistaken in the nature of her feelings, the alternation could not be understood too soon.
'Henrietta, ask Ferdinand to sing, said Miss Grandison; 'he makes it a rule never to do anything I ask him, but I am sure you have more influence. Lord Montfort came to the rescue of Miss Temple. 'Miss Temple has spoken so often to us of your singing, Captain Armine, said his lordship; and yet Lord Montfort, in this allegation, a little departed front the habitual exactitude of his statements.
I only want to see for myself." "You want to see, but not to feel," Ralph remarked. "I don't think that if one's a sentient being one can make the distinction. I'm a good deal like Henrietta. The other day when I asked her if she wished to marry she said: 'Not till I've seen Europe! I too don't wish to marry till I've seen Europe." "You evidently expect a crowned head will be struck with you."
I looked to the left, and said, "Where, Henrietta?" "Not there, stupid!" said she. "Over by the Park railings. Where the crowd is. Oh no, it's not an accident, it's something else to look at! What's them lights?" She referred to two lights twinkling low amongst the legs of the assemblage: two candles on the pavement. "Oh, do come along!" cried Henrietta, skipping across the road with me.