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Updated: June 6, 2025
"We must soon be thinking of jacking up," said Perigal. "Surely not yet, dearest." "But it's past six." "Don't let us go a moment sooner than is necessary," she pleaded. "It's all been too wonderful." As the September sun had sunk behind the cliffs, they no longer felt his warmth.
"The moon's rising: it's full tonight. Think of me if you happen to be watching it," he said. "I shall be fast asleep." "And looking more charming than ever, if that be possible. I shall be having a row with my father." "I daresay you can hold your own." "That's what makes him so angry." Mrs. Farthing, upon opening the door, was surprised to see Mavis standing beside young Mr Perigal.
"But I congratulate him a jolly sight more. Who is he?" Mavis hesitated. "You can tell me. It won't go any further." "Charlie Perigal." "Charlie Perigal?" he asked in some surprise. "Why not?" she asked, with a note of defiance in her voice. "But he's upside down with his father, and has been for a long time." "What of that?" "What are you going to live on?" "Charlie is going to work."
They made little progress at first, merely scraping along the overhanging branches of pollard willows; now and again, the punt would disturb long-forgotten night lines, which, more often than not, had hooked eels that had been dead for many days. Mavis began to wonder if they would ever get across. "Stand by!" cried Perigal suddenly, at which Mavis gripped both sides of the punt.
When a chap's down, they jump on him. After all, you can't blame 'em." Mavis stood irresolute. "Good-bye," said Perigal. "One moment!" "I can't wait. I must be off too." "I want to ask you something." "What is it? Remember, I didn't ask you to wait." "Who has given you a bad name, and why?" "Most people who know me." "I read the other day that majorities are always wrong," she remarked.
Another thing that urged her against Perigal was that she constantly noticed how negligently many of the married women of her acquaintance interpreted their wifely duties, and, in most cases, to husbands who had dowered their mates with affection and worldly goods.
Looking back, she found that her loving trust, her faith in her lover, her girlish innocence of the ways of sensual men had been chiefly responsible for her griefs; that it was indeed, as Perigal said, that she in her weakness had been preyed upon by the strong. It also followed that a girl thus equipped would be at a great disadvantage in rivalry with one who was cold, selfish, calculating.
All her previous hesitations in surrendering to her incipient love for Perigal were forgotten; the full, flowing current of her passion disregarded the trifling obstacles which had once sought to obstruct its progress. Life, nature, the aspect of things took on the abnormally adorable hues of those who love and are beloved.
She had not seen or heard anything of Perigal for two weeks, when one July evening she happened to catch the hook of her line in her hand. She was in great pain, her efforts to remove the hook only increasing her torment. She was wondering what was the best way of getting help, when she saw Perigal approaching. Her first impulse was to avoid him.
On the very rare occasions on which she suffered her mind to dwell on what would happen after her child was born, should Perigal not fulfil his repeated promises, her vivid imagination called up such appalling possibilities that she refused to consider them; she had enough sense to apply to her own case the wisdom contained in the words, "sufficient for the day is the evil thereof."
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