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But his voice was perfectly audible, though hoarser than usual, and his words were distinctly pronounced, though he paused between sentence as if short of breath. He said, turning first toward Mr. Thesiger, and then looking at Mr. Hawley "I protest before you, sir, as a Christian minister, against the sanction of proceedings towards me which are dictated by virulent hatred.
He was going about with my typist, Miss Thesiger. They were staying in the same hotel. I tried to say as casually as I could that Miss Thesiger had wired to me that she was staying in that hotel with her people. The little bounder then intimated that when he saw Miss Thesiger her people were less conspicuous than Jevons.
He told me this as an immense joke, long afterwards. And Viola Thesiger cried. There wasn't any violence or any hysteria about it, only grief, only pity. It was an entirely simple, gentle and beautiful performance, and it took place in my rooms after Jevons had left us. But, as I say, this was long afterwards. The agony of my undoing was a horribly protracted affair.
I told them all about Clare, speaking, as was my fashion, with my heart upon my lips, telling them of her sweetness, her patience, her long illness, her cheerful resignation. Agatha forgot her reserve, Lady Thesiger looked deeply interested, and when I had finished speaking, the tears were in my eyes. Lady Thesiger held out her hand.
"No," she said, with that frank smile that was lovely enough to charm any one. "I neither like nor admire Lady Thesiger." Clare uttered a little cry of astonishment. "Why not?" I asked. "I should not like to prejudice you against them, Sir Edgar; but as you ask me, I will tell you. The Thesigers have but one object." "What is it?"
But she read nothing even when every feature was revealed in the clear dead light, for the face which she saw was the face of one who lived much apart within itself, building amongst her own dreams as a child builds upon the sand and pays no heed to those who pass. And to none of her dreams had Mrs. Thesiger the key.
As for hushing it up, I'm hushing it up myself, thank you. Haven't I told you I'm going to-morrow? Can't you see that I'm packing?" He had evidently been trying to pack. "And what," I asked, "is Miss Thesiger doing?" "She's staying on here by herself a bit. In the pension. As if she'd come by herself." He seemed entirely satisfied with his plan. I said, "Look here, Jevons, that won't do.
We were at dinner in the little dining-room looking on the flagged court, a party of six: Viola at the head of the round table, with her back to the light; Jevons at the foot, facing her, with the light full on him; Charlie Thesiger was on Viola's right, I was on her left, facing him. Norah sat next to me on Jevons's right, and Mildred sat next to Charlie on Jevons's left, facing Norah.
You don't go looking at belfries with Charlie Thesiger. I could not reconcile that enchanting and enchanted Viola of the garden of Bruges with this dreadful flying figure. I hated myself; I hated Kendal, the chauffeur, as I sat behind his tight, efficient body that quivered with the fury of the hunt.
The commanding officers of both divisions, General Capper of the 7th, and General Thesiger of the 9th, were killed as they reconnoitered the ground, and wounded men were pouring down to the casualty clearing stations if they had the luck to get so far. Some of them had not that luck, but lay for nearly two days before they were rescued by the stretcher-bearers from Quality Street and Philosophe.
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