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And she, also, took her leave of Lady Cantourne. What Fate does, let Fate answer for. One afternoon Joseph had his wish. Moreover he had it given to him even as he desired, which does not usually happen. We are given a part, or the whole, so distorted that we fail to recognise it. Joseph looked up from his work and saw Jocelyn coming into the bungalow garden.
That may have accounted for a tone of pessimism that always seemed to pervade his life. Now, you are quite different. You are not a pessimist eh?" Guy gravely examined the back of his gloved hand. "Well, I am afraid I have not given much thought to the question." Lady Cantourne gave him the benefit of a very wise smile.
"I am sorry that our young friend is going to leave us," said Sir John, taking up and unfolding the morning paper. "He is honest and candid, if he is nothing else." This meant that Guy Oscard's admiration for Millicent Chyne had never been concealed for a moment, and Lady Cantourne knew it.
Oscard has just been telling me," interposed Lady Cantourne conversationally, "that he is thinking of going off to the wilds again." "Then it is very disappointing of him," said Millicent, with a little droop of the eyelids which went home. "It seems to be only the uninteresting people who stay at home and live humdrum lives of enormous duration."
Lady Cantourne had known for the last twelve months almost as long as Sir John Meredith had known that Millicent loved Jack. Upon this knowledge came the humiliation the degradation of one flirtation after another; and not even after, but interlaced. Guy Oscard in particular, and others in a minor degree, had passed that way.
More than once during their lives Lady Cantourne had said: "You never change your mind, John," referring to one thing or another. And he had invariably answered: "No, I am not the sort of man to change." He had always known his own mind. When he had been in a position to rule he had done so with a rod of iron. His purpose had ever been inflexible.
"No, of course not," replied Jack; and quite suddenly, as in a flash, he saw his former self, and wondered vaguely whether he would get back to that self. Lady Cantourne was rather thoughtful at that moment. She could not help coming back and back to Sir John. "Of course," she said to Jack, "we must let your father know at once. The news must not reach him from an outside source." Jack nodded.
"Has he said anything to you, Aunt Caroline?" asked Millicent in an aggrieved voice. Lady Cantourne laid aside her letter. "No," she answered slowly, "but I suppose there are things which he does not understand." "Things?" Her ladyship looked up steadily. "Guy Oscard, for instance," she said; "I don't quite understand Guy Oscard, Millicent." The girl turned away impatiently.
I don't know why; I'm sure I have tried" which was perfectly true. Even funerals and lovers must bow to meal-times, and Jack Meredith was not the man to outstay his welcome. He saw Lady Cantourne glance at the clock. Clever as she was, she could not do it without being seen by him. So he took his leave, and Millicent went to the head of the stairs with him.
Then he went into the drawing-room. Lady Cantourne was standing impatiently on the hearthrug, and scarcely responded to his bow. "Has Jack been here?" she asked. "No." She stamped a foot, still neat despite its long journey over a road that had never been very smooth. Her manner was that of a commander-in-chief, competent but unfortunate, in the midst of a great reverse.
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