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Updated: May 8, 2025
As Lord Icenway grew older he became crustier and crustier, and whenever he set eyes on his wife's boy by her other husband he would burst out morosely, saying, ''Tis a very odd thing, my lady, that you could oblige your first husband, and couldn't oblige me. 'Ah! if I had only thought of it sooner! she murmured. 'What? said he. 'Nothing, dearest, replied Lady Icenway.
Waiting till the noble lord, his lady's husband, had room for an under-gardener of a general sort, he offered himself for the place, and was engaged immediately by reason of his civility and intelligence, before Lady Icenway knew anything of the matter. Much therefore did he surprise her when she found him in the conservatories of her mansion a week or two after his arrival.
In the completion of this scheme there arrived a few months later a handsome stained-glass window for the church; and when it was unpacked and in course of erection Lord Icenway strolled into the building with his wife. "Erected to his memory by his grieving widow," he said, reading the legend on the glass. 'I didn't know that he had a wife; I've never seen her.
Lady Icenway, self-possessed as it was her nature to be, was yet much disturbed at this news, and set off to meet him, unattended, as soon as she heard that the ship was in sight. As soon as they stood face to face she found that she still possessed all her old influence over him, though his power to fascinate her had quite departed.
Lady Icenway, who had now no conscious love left for him, well considered the matter, and felt that it would be advisable not to push to extremes a man of so passionate a heart. On the day and hour she met him as she had promised to do.
Such grave reflections as these occupied her with increasing force; and during their continuance she encountered a worthy man of noble birth and title Lord Icenway his name whose seat was beyond Wintoncester, quite at t'other end of Wessex.
Why does he look so sadly at me? He sunned himself in her scornfulness as if it were love, and his ears drank in her curt monosyllables as though they were rhapsodies of endearment. Strangely enough, the coldness with which she treated her foreigner began to be the conduct of Lord Icenway towards herself.
'Oh yes, you must have, Icenway; only you forget, replied his lady blandly. 'But she didn't live with him, and was seldom seen visiting him, because there were differences between them; which, as is usually the case, makes her all the more sorry now. 'And go ruining herself by this expensive ruby-and-azure glass-design. 'She is not poor, they say.
In a few months their union took place, and Maria lifted her head as Lady Icenway, and left with her husband and child for his home as aforesaid, where she was quite unknown. It was a hasty and tender epistle, and perhaps it was fortunate that it arrived during the temporary absence of Lord Icenway.
But such was his chivalrous respect for Lady Icenway, and his regret at having ever deceived her, that he schooled his poor heart into submission. Owing to his loneliness, all the fervour of which he was capable and that was much flowed now in the channel of parental and marital love for a child who did not know him, and a woman who had ceased to love him.
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