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He told himself it was as much for Sabina's sake as for his own that he must now respect the dictates of common-sense. There came a day in October, when the young man sat in his office at the mills, smoking and absorbed with his own affairs. The river Bride was broken above the works, and while her way ran south of them, the mill-race came north.
"He knows that you must, unless you can find something better. You are in his power." "But why should I, if I am to get nothing by it?" asked the Princess absent-mindedly. "There is Donna Sabina's good name at stake," Malipieri answered, with a little sternness. "I had forgotten. Of course! How stupid of me!"
Raymond Ironsyde joined them at this juncture and presently, when Levi went back to his shop and the Hemp Breaker had been duly applauded, the master took John Best aside and discussed a private matter. "The boy has come back for his holidays," he said; and Best, who knew that when Raymond spoke of 'the boy' he meant Sabina's son, nodded.
I thought it showed such a nice disposition. I wish Edward were more like him!" I breathed again. It was unnecessary to explain my real motives for that visit to the baker's. Sabina's face softened, and her contemptuous nose descended from its altitude of scorn; she gave me one shy glance of kindness, and then concentrated her attention upon Mercy knocking at the Wicket Gate.
"After all these vexations it will do me good to hear about beautiful things." Aye, truly! Sabina's advent had chased all good spirits from the palace at Lochias. The Emperor's commands had come upon the peaceful little house as a whirlwind comes on a heap of leaves.
It was past midnight when they parted at the door of Sabina's home and he gave her the cool kiss of afterwards. "Now we are one, body and soul, for ever," she whispered to him. "By God, yes," he said. The mind of Raymond Ironsyde was now driven and tossed by winds of passion which, blowing against the tides of his own nature, created unrest and storm.
At Sabina's advent all good spirits had fled from Lochias, so at least Doris felt, but she was not one of those who succumb helplessly to a hostile force. For a few minutes she abandoned herself to her sorrows and sobbed like a child. Now she dried her eyes, and her eased heart felt the beneficial relief of tears; by degrees she could compose herself and think calmly.
Then a change came over their criticism, for they were not tuned to Sabina's pitch, and it seemed to them, from their more modest standards of education, combined with the diminished self-respect where ignorance obtains, that Raymond's offer was fair even handsome.
I happen to know Sabina's red-haired cousin told me that he has taken a packet of sandwiches with him and doesn't expect to be home till late. It follows from that that he's not playing tennis in this immediate neighbourhood. It also follows that he isn't going to any friend's house. Nobody ever brings sandwiches to a private tennis party.
Hardly had the architect recognized the tones of Sabina's voice, than he hastily said in a low voice: "Till by-and-bye this must do, dame. Stand aside; Caesar and the Empress are coming." And he hastened away.
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