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He was raving about them last night in the choicest English." Lady Engleton crossed over to speak to Miss Du Prel. Professor Theobald approached Mrs. Temperley and Joseph Fleming. Hadria knew by some instinct that the Professor had been waiting for an opportunity to speak to her.
She looked arch. Hadria muttered something that might have discouraged a less persistent spirit, but Miss Temperley paid no attention. "Poor Hubert! I have had to be a ministering angel to him during these last months." "Why do you open up this subject, Miss Temperley?"
And you use it rashly, Henriette, for do you not know that the deepest of all degradation comes of misusing that which is most holy?" "A woman who does her duty is not to be accused of misusing anything," cried Miss Temperley hotly.
Let them beware of their 'better natures, poor hunted fools! for that 'better nature' will be used as a dog-chain, by which they can be led, like toy-terriers, from beginning to end of what they are pleased to call their lives!" "Oh, Hadria, Hadria!" cried Miss Temperley with deep regret in her tone. But Hadria was only roused by the remonstrance.
These sudden overflows of exasperated feeling had become less frequent as time went on, but the neighbours looked askance at Mrs. Temperley. Though a powder-magazine may not always blow up, one passes it with a grave consciousness of vast stores of inflammable material lying somewhere within, and who knows what spark might set the thing spouting to the skies?
"I hope so," Joseph replied gravely. "Truly I hope so too," Hadria said, no less seriously, "for indeed we need it." Joseph was too simple to be greatly surprised at anything that Mrs. Temperley might say. He had decided that she was a little eccentric, and that explained everything; just as he explained instances of extraordinary reasoning power in a dog by calling it "instinct." Whatever Mrs.
She stooped to take the child's hand. "You are most kind, but I could not think of troubling you any longer. I think of taking the little one myself. She will be a comfort to me, and will cheer my lonely home. And besides you see, duty, Mrs. Temperley, duty " Hadria caught her breath, and stopped short. "You are going to take her away from me? You are going to revenge yourself like that?"
"And I should consider carefully what would be best for all concerned. If I decided, after mature consideration and self-testing, that I ought to leave my husband, I should leave him, as I should hope he would leave me, in similar circumstances. That is my idea of right." "And is this also your idea of right, Miss Fullerton?" asked Temperley, turning, in some trepidation, to Hadria.
So she hastens to provide for me a fellow maniac, a brother in Beethoven, who comes and fills my world with music and my soul with But I must not rave. The music is still in my veins; I am not in a fit state to write reasonable letters. Here comes Mr. Temperley for our practice. No more for the present." Temperley would often talk to Hadria of his early life, and about his mother and sister.
"That seems to me a trifle dull, but scarcely scandalous," Mrs. Temperley murmured. "... And as steady and respectable a young woman as you'd wish to see ... pupil teacher she was, and she rose to be schoolmarm," Dodge went on. "It strikes me as a most blameless career," said his companion. "Perhaps, as you say, considering her years, she ought to have known better, but "
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