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Dion's husband; when, later, Rosamund told Dion of her Precincts' name, "the cold douche," he could not see its applicability. "I thought her an observant but quite a warm-hearted woman," he said. "She is warm-hearted; in fact she's a dear, and I'm very fond of her," said Rosamund. "Every one here seems very fond of you," he replied. Indeed, he was struck by Welsley's evident love of Rosamund.
Charmian knew what she must do in any event, but there was still one desire for whose fulfilment she longed. She wished to greet Barine and see her boy. To spare Iras, she had hitherto refrained from sending for Dion's wife.
Zeno, the Keeper of the Seal, Dion's uncle, had questioned him about his nephew in a very mysterious manner as soon as he entered the council chamber, and received the reply that the wound in the shoulder, which Caesarion had dealt with a short Roman sword, though severe, was so the physicians assured them-not fatal.
Since the Mrs. Clarke episode Dion had been aware that Guy's feeling towards him had slightly changed. They were such old and tried friends that they would always care for each other, but Guy could not help resenting Rosamund's treatment of Mrs. Clarke, could not help considering Dion's acquiescence in it a sign of weakness.
"Father, a sermon from you changed my life, I think," she said, when they had paced up and down the path only two or three times; and, without any self-consciousness, she told him of Dion's proposal on that foggy afternoon in London, of her visit to St. Mary's, Welby Street, and of the impression the sermon had made upon her.
The longer she thought on the matter the more convinced she became that she had hit upon a final test, by means of which it would be possible for her to ascertain Dion's exact mental condition. If he was ready to follow her even to England, to show himself there as her intimate friend, if not as her lover, than the man whom she had known in London was dead indeed beyond hope of resurrection.
The veil of the future concealed what might be in store for the beloved couple; but he resolved to keep his eyes open on Dion's behalf and to request Archibius to do the same. The pressure of work, however, soon silenced the sense of uneasiness.
When she entered the atrium she heard that Berenike had gone out to drive with Archibius and his Roman friend. The leech had forbidden his patient to see many visitors. No one had been admitted except Gorgias and one of Dion's freedmen.
But a tall man, Sir John Killigrew, one of her adherents, spoke to her, and she turned to give him her complete attention. "I'll walk with you, if you're going," said Canon Wilton's strong voice in Dion's ear. "That's splendid. I'll just say good-by to Mrs. Chetwinde." He found her by the tea-table with three or four men and two very smart women.
He longed to pose as a man in Dion's presence, and as this could not be, he strove to maintain the semblance of independence by yielding his resolve only on the plea of not desiring to injure the aged scholar and his granddaughter. Finally, he again entreated the architect to secure Didymus in the possession of his property.
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