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He began to wish he had not had Verner's Pride, if this was to be its domestic peace. Sibylla petulantly threw the French book from her lap upon the table, and it fell down with its page open. Lionel's eyes caught its title, and a flush, not less deep than the preceding flush, darkened his brow.
John Massingbird has not received an invitation." "What's that for?" quickly asked Sibylla. "Some whim of Miss Hautley's, I suppose. The cards have been issued very partially. John says it is just as well he did not get one, for he should either not have responded to it, or else made his appearance there with his clay pipe." Lucy laughed. "He is glad to be left out," continued Lionel.
Jan sat down on the arm of the sofa, his great legs dangling. "Sibylla can't marry two," said he. "Will you be quiet, Jan?" said Lionel. "You have no right to interfere. You shall not interfere." "Gracious, Lionel, I don't want to interfere," returned Jan simply. "Sibylla's going to marry Fred Massingbird." "Will you be quiet?" reiterated Lionel, his brow flushing scarlet.
It was not of a very agreeable nature, neither did much satisfaction ensue from it. After a few recriminating retorts to Jan's arguments, which he received as equably as though they had been compliments, Sibylla subsided into sullen silence. And when Jan left, he could not tell whether she still persisted in her project, or whether she gave it up.
She wore a heavenly, trustful expression of countenance. Her lips moved as if in prayer. Aunt Sibylla Cradlebow rose in her place majestic and weird she looked, like some old Eastern prophetess, a grand forecasting in her shadowy eyes.
Was this the loving wife the intelligent companion for whom he had once yearned? the friend who should be as his own soul? He had married the Sibylla of his imagination; and he woke to find Sibylla what she was. The disappointment was heavy upon him always; but there were moments when he could have cried out aloud in its sharp bitterness.
It would be very desirable for Sibylla." "If I go back to Verner's Pride at all, sir, I go back by right; neither by purchase nor by stratagem," was the reply of Lionel. "Rely upon it, things set about in an underhand manner never prosper." "I might get John Massingbird to give it up to you," continued the doctor, nodding his head thoughtfully, as if he had some scheme afloat in it.
His request was favourably received, and acceded to with a promptitude which somewhat surprised him; whereupon he hastened into the saloon, and, encountering the steward, gave orders for the preparation of a substantial luncheon basket, after which he apprised Sibylla of his proposed expedition.
The earlier part of this tour is pretty fully described in "Præterita," II. xi., and "Fors," letter xc., and so the visit of Richard Fall, the meeting with Sibylla Dowie, and the death of cousin Mary need not be dwelt on here. From the letters that passed between father and son we find that Mr.
Aunt Sibylla was soon followed by the other lantern-bearers, who dispersed homeward, along the four roads diverging from the school-house, and, the night being starless, the children of the darkness followed meekly in their wake. The longest route lay before those who took the River Road leading to the Indian Encampment. Bachelor Lot was the hindmost in this receding column.
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