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He was very fond of the Leyburn girls, but music seemed to him, good man, one of the least comprehensible of human pleasures. As for Rose, she had at last arranged herself and her accompanist Agnes, after routing out from her music a couple of Fantasie-Stücke, which she had wickedly chosen as presenting the most severely classical contrast to the 'rubbish' played by the preceding performers.
People may talk of their independence nowadays as much as they like it always has to be done for them, one way or another. Mrs. Leyburn, poor lackadaisical thing! is no good whatever. No more is Catherine. They both behave as if husbands tumbled into your mouth for the asking. Catherine's too good for this world but if she doesn't do it, I must.
And Mrs. Leyburn looked, up at her now standing daughter with eyes as woe-begone for Elsmere as for herself. 'Don't talk about it any more, mother, Catherine implored. 'You won't sleep, and I shall be more wroth with Mrs. Thornbourgh than I am already. Mrs.
Leyburn began to feel a little nervous, her visitor's eyes were fixed upon her with so much meaning. Urged by a sudden impulse she bent forward; so did Mrs. Thornburgh, and their two elderly heads nearly touched. 'The young man is in love! said the vicar's wife in a stage whisper, drawing back after a pause, to see the effect of her announcement. 'Oh! with whom? asked Mrs.
The Vicar Apostolic Leyburn and two Irish prelates officiated. The doors were thrown open to the public; and it was remarked that some of those Puritans who had recently turned courtiers were among the spectators. In the evening Adda, wearing the robes of his new office, joined the circle in the Queen's apartments. James fell on his knees in the presence of the whole court and implored a blessing.
Leyburn was tearful and hysterical, and wished to rush off to town to see Catherine. Agnes wrote in distress that her mother was quite unfit to travel, showing her own inner conviction, too, that the poor thing would only be an extra burden on the Elsmeres if the journey were achieved.
She flinches painfully under the thought. But it does not alter the matter. This girl, brought up in the austerest school of Christian self-government, knows nothing of the divine rights of passion. Half modern literature is based upon them, Catherine Leyburn knew of no supreme right but the right of God to the obedience of man.
The heavy curtain which had partially hidden the door of the little old-fashioned powder-closet as they approached it, and through which they had swept without heeding, was drawn back with a rattle. 'She has done it! Hurrah! cried Mr. Flaxman. 'What a rush that last was, Miss Leyburn! You left us all behind. Rose turned to him, still dazed, drawing her hand across her eyes. A rush?
Through his influence and that of his aunt, Rose and Agnes Mrs. Leyburn never went out were being carried into all the high life that London can supply in November and January. Wealthy, high-born, and popular, he was gradually devoting his advantages in the freest way to Rose's service.
'Not that I was annoyed Heavens! what does that matter? but that you and your mother and sister were very near an unpleasant scene. You will not take advice, Miss Leyburn, you will take your own way in spite of what anyone else can say or hint to you, and some day you will expose yourself to annoyance when there is no one near to protect you!
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