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"I start for Westmoreland to-morrow. We do not leave London for the continent till the latter end of next week." "But you will not be here again?" "No; I shall not come back to Queen Anne Street." "And you will be away for many months?" "Mr Palliser talked of next Easter as the term of his return. He mentioned Easter to Lady Glencora. I have not seen him myself since I agreed to go with him."
"But we are not to stop here; are we?" said Lady Glencora, mournfully. "No, dear; I have given the keys to Richard. We will go on at once." "But can't we have our things?" "In about half an hour," pleaded Mr Palliser. "I suppose we must bear it, Alice?" said Lady Glencora as she got into the carriage that was waiting for her.
Then she remembered the letter in her pocket, remembered that at this moment she bore about with her a written proposition from this man to go off with him and leave her husband's house. She had intended to show it to Alice on this occasion; but as Alice had refused her request, she was glad that she had not done so. "You'll come to me the morning after," said Lady Glencora, as she went.
"I wonder whether it would be any harm if I were to put a few pieces of money on the table, just once?" Lady Glencora said to her cousin, on the evening of the same day, in one of those gambling salons. There had been some music on that evening in one side of the building, and the Pallisers had gone to the rooms.
She wrote a line, therefore, to Alice before she went to bed, begging her cousin to come to her early on the following day, so that they might go out together, and then afterwards dine in company with Mr Bott. "I know that will be an inducement to you," Lady Glencora said, "because your generous heart will feel of what service you may be to me.
"Will you waltz?" said Burgo, asking it not at all as though it were a special favour, asking it exactly as he might have done had they been in the habit of dancing with each other every other night for the last three months. "I don't think Lady Glencora will waltz to-night," said Mrs Marsham, very stiffly.
Some people can eat and drink all day; and some people can care about a horse. I can do neither." And there were others, Lady Glencora thought, who could love to lie in the sun, and could look up into the eyes of women, and seek their happiness there. She was sure, at any rate, that she knew one such. But she said nothing of this. "I spoke for a moment to Lord Brock," said Mr Palliser.
Jeffrey Palliser had been her squire, and she had become intimate with him so as to learn to quarrel with him and to like him, to such an extent that Lady Glencora had laughingly told her that she was going to do more. "I rather think not," said Alice. "But what has thinking to do with it? Who ever thinks about it?" "I don't just at present, at any rate."
It was not often that Lady Glencora made any allusion to her own property, or allowed any one near her to suppose that she remembered the fact that her husband's great wealth was, in truth, her wealth. As to many matters her mind was wrong. In some things her taste was not delicate as should be that of a woman.
After what had passed I thought that you had a right to claim Lady Glencora as your wife. Mr Palliser, in my mind, behaved very wrongly in stepping in between you and you and such a fortune as hers, in that way. He cannot expect that his wife should have any affection for him. There is nobody alive who has a greater horror of anything improper in married women than I have. I have always shown it.
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