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But in her present lethargic state, what would my attentions have availed? and Anne has promised close and constant intelligence. I must dine with James Ballantyne to-day en famille. I cannot help it; but would rather be at home and alone. However, I can go out too. I will not yield to the barren sense of hopelessness which struggles to invade me.
It was gentle, almost furtive, but it startled them both like a clap of thunder. For a moment they stood rigid. Then Thresk silently handed Stella her cloak and pointed towards the window. He began to speak aloud. A word or two revealed his plan to Stella Ballantyne. He was rehearsing a speech which he was to make in the Courts before a jury. But the handle of the door rattled and now old Mr.
He gave a cautious look towards the table, but Thresk had bent forward towards Stella. She was saying in a low voice: "You don't mind a little chaff, do you?" and with an appeal so wistful that it touched Thresk to the heart. "Of course not," he answered, and he looked up towards Ballantyne. Stella noticed a change come over his face.
He took the next steamer westwards from Bombay, landed at Brindisi and went back to his work in the Law Courts and in Parliament. But though she disappeared Stella Ballantyne was not in flight from men and women. She avoided them because they did not for the moment count in her thoughts, except as possible hindrances. She was not so much running away as running to the place of her desires.
She drove homewards a few minutes later with her husband; and as they descended the hill to the shore of Back Bay he said: "I had a moment's conversation with Thresk after you had left the dining-room, and what do you think?" "Tell me!" "He asked me for a letter of introduction to Ballantyne at Chitipur." "But he knows Stella!" exclaimed Jane Repton. "Does he? He didn't tell me that!
He offered to throw up the Swift, and though this was not accepted, broke for a time all other connection with Constable an unfortunate breach, as it helped to bring about the establishment of the Ballantyne publishing business, and so unquestionably began Scott's own ruin.
Notwithstanding all his prodigious hospitality, his double official duties as Sheriff and Clerk of Session, the labours and anxieties in which the ill-directed and tottering firm of Ballantyne involved him, the keen interest which he took in every detail of the adornment of the house and estate of Abbotsford, and finally, notwithstanding obstinate and agonizing attacks of internal cramp which were undermining his constitution, Scott continued to produce rapidly the wonderful series of the Waverley Novels.
We have unluckily no diary for the last half of 1828, after Scott returned from a long stay with the Lockharts in London, and we thus hear little of the beginnings of the next novel, Anne of Geierstein. When the Journal begins again, complaints are heard from Ballantyne.
Stella described to him how she had run hither and thither about the tent, opening drawers, looking into bags and growing more nervous and more flurried with every second that passed. She had so little time. Ballantyne was not going as far as the station with Thresk. He merely intended to see his visitor off beyond the edge of the camp. And it must all be over and done with before he came back.
"You cannot control the price you will have to pay," he said to himself. That day, when Mrs. Ballantyne's solicitor returned to his office after the rising of the Court, he found Thresk waiting for him. "I wish to give evidence for Mrs. Ballantyne," said Thresk "evidence which will acquit her." He spoke with so much certainty that the solicitor was fairly startled.
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