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His long figure resting so motionless impressed itself on the eyes of a gardener, who caused a report to be circulated that his young lordship was in the fruit garden. It reached the ears of Clifton, who himself came out to see what this might mean. The old man took his stand in front of Miltoun very quietly. "You have come to breakfast, my lord?" "If my grandmother will have me, Clifton."
It was that feeling, the sudden revolt of the desperate prisoner, which steeled her to put out her hand, take up the paper, and give it to Miltoun. When he had read the little paragraph, there followed one of those eternities which last perhaps two minutes. He said, then: "It's true, I suppose?" And, at her silence, added: "I am sorry."
Is there any way out of that, for her?" On Courtier's face was the look which so often came when he was speaking for one of his lost causes as if the fumes from a fire in his heart had mounted to his head. "Only the way," he answered calmly, "that I should take if I were you." "And that?" "The law into your own hands." Miltoun unshaded his face.
Lord Valleys received the shot with exactly the same expression as that with which he was accustomed to watch his horses beaten. Then he raised his wineglass to his lips; and set it down again untouched. This was the only sign he gave of interest or discomfiture. "Isn't this rather sudden?" Miltoun answered: "I've wanted to from the moment I first saw her."
And this stubbornness, when he was doing the very thing that would give him to her utterly, seemed to him unreasonable. "I've had it out with myself," he said. "Don't let's talk about it any more." Again, with a sort of dry anguish, she murmured: "No, no! Let us go on as we are!" Feeling that he had borne all he could, Miltoun put his hands on her shoulders, and said: "That's enough!"
The sun was just breaking through the heat haze; early waggons were passing, and already men were coming in to work. To what end did the river wander up and down; and a human river flow across it twice every day? To what end were men and women suffering? Of the full current of this life Miltoun could no more see the aim, than that of the wheeling gulls in the early sunlight.
Three servants relieved Miltoun of his little luggage; and having washed, and learned that his father would be dining in, he went for a walk, taking his way towards his rooms in the Temple. His long figure, somewhat carelessly garbed, attracted the usual attention, of which he was as usual unaware.
He admired her; and, being a man who savoured life, he was unable to love much except where he admired. But, the last person in the world to hustle any man or force a confidence, he waited to hear his son's news, betraying no uneasiness. Miltoun seemed in no hurry. He described Courtier's adventure, which tickled Lord Valleys a good deal. "Ordeal by red pepper!
Having noted that the glass was steady, he was about to seek the stairway, when he saw at the farther end of the entrance-hall three figures advancing arm-in-arm. Habitually both curious and wary, he waited till they came within the radius of a lamp; then, seeing them to be those of Miltoun and a footman, supporting between them a lame man, he at once hastened forward.
Thus from a chance seed had blossomed swiftly one of those rare friendships between lonely people, which can in short time fill great spaces of two lives. One day she asked him: "You know about me, I suppose?" Miltoun made a motion of his head, signifying that he did. His informant had been the vicar. "Yes, I am told, her story is a sad one a divorce."
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