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Updated: November 17, 2025
Barring the matter of the immediate announcement then, Miss S. was justified. Janie had done the obviously right thing and was obviously not quite sure that it was right. That mattered very little; it was done. It was for Mina Zabriska and others concerned to adapt themselves and conform their actions to the accomplished fact. But would Major Duplay take that view?
He was using to its full value his rival's chivalrous desire to make no movement during Lady Tristram's lifetime; he reckoned on it and meant to profit by it. The Major had indeed conveyed to him that the chivalry had its limits; even if that were so, Harry would be no worse off; and there was the chance that Duplay would not speak.
It is something to have a case that can be argued at all; morality has a sad habit of leaving us without a leg to stand on. In the afternoon of that day Duplay went down to Fairholme. Miss Swinkerton passed him on the road and smiled sagaciously. Oh, if Miss S. had known the truth about his errand! A gossip in ignorance has pathos as a spectacle.
He would have agreed absolutely with Mr Cholderton's estimate of the evil in her, and of its proper remedy. Wherein Duplay was derided his niece made very plain to him; wherein his words had any effect was studiously concealed. Yet she repeated the words when he had, with a marked failure of temper, gone his way and slammed the door behind him. "In love with Harry Tristram!"
"I'm perfectly satisfied as to the honesty of my own motives," said Duplay. "That's not true, and you know it. You may try to shut your eyes, but you can't succeed." Duplay was shaken. His enemy put into words what his own conscience had said to him. His position was hard: he was doing what honestly seemed to him the right thing to do: he could not seem to do it because it was right.
Deep despair settled on Mr Neeld's baffled mind. Meanwhile, Duplay walked home, the happier for having crossed his Rubicon. He had opened his campaign with all the success he could have expected. Like a wise man, Iver held nothing true till it was proved; but like a wise man also he dubbed nothing a lie merely because it was new or improbable. And on the whole he had done the Major justice.
It is my most earnest wish to take no steps in this matter at all; but that rests with you, not with me. At least I desire to take none during Lady Tristram's illness, or during her life should she unhappily not recover." "My mother will not recover," said Harry. "It's a matter of a few weeks at most." Duplay nodded. "At least wait till then," he urged.
She seemed rather to acquiesce, being, it must be presumed, also of a somewhat primitive cast of mind. It was terribly clear to Iver that the pair would stand to one another and settle down in inglorious contentment together for their lives. Yes, it was worse than Duplay; something might have been made of him.
On the evening of the day when Major Duplay went to Fairholme, the two sat together in the garden after dinner. It was nine o'clock, a close still night, with dark clouds now and then slowly moving off and on to the face of a moon nearly full. They had been silent for some minutes, sipping coffee. Cecily pointed to the row of windows in the left wing of the house.
He little thought that, in a few years, he would be looked upon as the sole author of the barbarities of which he now complained. It was seldom that Robespierre had spoken so openly to Eleanor Duplay of his inmost thoughts.
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