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Adela seated herself again; she had scarcely power to stand. There was a long silence. 'Where did you find this? Mutimer inquired at length. His tone astonished her; it was almost indifferent. But he did not raise his eyes. She explained. It was needless, she thought, to give a reason for her search in the lower cupboard; but the first thing that occurred to Mutimer was to demand such reason.
With eyes which scarcely credited what they saw Mutimer read some twenty or thirty words from a Minister of the Crown, a gentleman of vigorously Radical opinions, who had 'heard with much regret that the undertaking conceived and pursued with such single-hearted zeal' had come to an untimely end. Mutimer rushed to Adela like a schoolboy who has a holiday to announce. 'Read that now!
Not only did his fellow-Unionists write to encourage and moralise, but a number of those people who are ever ready to indite letters to people of any prominence, the honestly admiring and the windily egoistic, addressed communications either to Wanley Manor or to the editor of the 'Fiery Cross. Mutimer read eagerly every word of each most insignificant scribbler; his eyes gleamed and his cheeks grew warm.
Incapable of ignoble exultation, it seemed to him that true delicacy dictated a personal interview with the man who, judging from Yottle's report, had so cheerfully acquitted himself of the hard task imposed by honour. But as he walked over from Agworth this zeal cooled. Could he trust Mutimer to appreciate his motive?
I knew your modesty would stand in the way if I consulted you in advance, so I can only beg pardon post delictum, as we say. Richard Mutimer. Mr. Keene had likewise brought in his pocket the placard of the newspaper, whereon Richard saw his name prominently displayed. The journalist stayed for luncheon. Alfred Waltham was frequently at the Manor.
The Tory paper, it seems, had a leader a day or two ago on Socialism, and took occasion to sneer at Mutimer, not by name, but in an unmistakable way the old scandal of course. She wrote a letter to the editor, and he courteously paid no attention to it. So she wrote to the "Chronicle." They print her in large type, and devote a leader to the subject party capital, of course.
By judicious management the Socialist might even be induced to abandon the non-paying enterprise, and, though not perhaps ostensibly, embark in one that promised very different results at all events to Mr. Rodman. The scheme was not of mushroom growth; it dated from a time but little posterior to Mr. Rodman's first meeting with Alice Mutimer.
Adela sat almost in silence whilst her mother breakfasted. 'You don't look well, dear? said the latter, coming to the little room upstairs soon after the meal. 'Yes, I am well, mother. But I want to speak to you. Mrs. Waltham seated herself in expectation. 'Will you tell me why you so much wish me to marry Mr. Mutimer?
His search being vain, Mutimer hastened from one police-station to another, leaving descriptions of his sister at each. When he came home again Adela had just arrived. She was suffering too much from the reaction which followed upon her excitement to give him more than the briefest account of what she had heard and said; but Mutimer cared little for details.
Adela was unmoved; she returned the letter as if it had no interest for her. 'What do you think of that? said Mutimer, forgetting their differences in his exultation. 'I am glad you can continue your work, Adela replied absently. She was moving away when he again stopped her. 'Look here, Adela. He hesitated. 'Are you still angry with me? She was silent. 'I am sorry I lost my temper.
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