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All these occurrences, united to the protracted absence of Mark, made Bridget and Anne extremely unhappy. To increase this unhappiness, Doctor Yardley took it into his head to dispute the legality of a marriage that had been solemnized on board a ship.
"But anyhow Lady Jo couldn't talk, for she has just jilted Ivor Yardley the K. C. and gone to Paris to buy mourning." "Good gracious!" exclaimed Mrs. Fielding. "Why, I saw the description of the wedding-dress in the paper the other day. It must have been a near thing." "It was," said Juliet soberly. "They were to have been married to-day." "And she broke it off! That must have taken some pluck!"
"I thought I should find you sooner or later, Lady Jo. I trust you have enjoyed your game even if you have lost your winnings!" She spoke no word in answer, but she made a slight, barely perceptible movement towards the man whose hand upheld her. And Yardley laughed an edged laugh that was inexpressibly cruel. "Oh, go to the devil!" said Saltash with sudden fire. "It's where you belong!"
In consequence of the non-arrival of the ship, which was then past due two or three months, Doctor Yardley had endeavoured to persuade his daughter that she was a widow, if indeed, as he had of late been somewhat disposed to maintain, she had ever been legally married at all.
She knew how outspoken he was and how unsparing of those who differed from him and she laid part of his denunciation to this cause. Some weeks after this conversation the captain started for Yardley to see Jane on a matter of business, and incidentally to have a romp with the Pond Lily. It was astonishing how devoted the old sea-dog was to the child, and how she loved him in return.
Her veil was very thick the night she came and she did not lift it as long as he was by. If she had " "Well, what?" "I'm afraid that he wouldn't have exacted as much from her as he did. She's one of those women " "Don't hesitate, Mrs. Yardley." "I'm thinking how to put it. Who has her will of your sex, I might say. Now I'm not." "Pretty?" "Not like a girl, sir.
Yes, I'd like to go back and finish there, but only as your wife nothing else." "My lady wife!" he said, patting her cheek. She leaned her head against his shoulder. "Yes, and there are the miners to settle. Do you think they'll ever be friends with me, Dick?" "Of course they will," he said. "By the way, Juliet, I've a piece of news for you. You know what Yardley came for?"
Juliet's cigarette remained poised in the act of kindling, but no smoke came from her lips. She had the look of one who listens with almost painful intentness. The flame of the lighted match licked Saltash's fingers, and he dropped it. "Pardon my clumsiness! Let's try again! So you know Yardley, do you?" He flung the words at Dick. "Quite the coming man in his profession.
Bridget Yardley had now fairly budded, to pursue the figure with which we commenced the description of this blooming flower, and, if not actually expanded into perfect womanhood, was so near it as to show beyond all question that the promises of her childhood were to be very amply redeemed. Mark found her in black, however; or, in mourning for her mother.
In that day, artists were not very numerous in America, nor is it very probable that Doctor Yardley would have permitted his daughter to take so decided a step as to sit for her miniature for Mark's possession; but she had managed to get her profile cut, and to have it framed, and the mate discovered it placed carefully among his effects, when only a week out.
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