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If so, never was there a broken heart that made so little outward show, or wore such a cheerful exterior, as Miss Valery's. But Agatha's own heart was too full of the busy trembling fancies natural to her position to speculate overmuch on the hearts of other people. Very soon Major Harper quitted the house, and the Thornycrofts also.
But that Major Harper should contrive to saunter up to the Regent's Park to visit the Thornycrofts, and never find time to turn a street-corner to say "How d'ye do" to her! she thought neither courteous nor kind. There was little inducement to spend the day with Emma, who, in her present mood and the state of her household, was a mere conversational Dr.
This acquiescence in him was little rewarded, Agatha thought for the evening happened to be duller even than evenings usually passed at the Thornycrofts'. The head of the household, being detained in the City, did not appear; and Mrs. Thornycroft's tongue, unchecked by her husband's presence, and excited by the event of the afternoon, galloped on at a fearful rapidity.
Miss Bowen slightly shuddered; being of a rather different opinion; which, however, she had the good taste to keep to herself, since occasionally a slight misgiving arose that either she was unreasonably harsh, or that the true type of infantile loveableness did not exist in the young Thornycrofts.
"Very odd!" observed Emma, half in jest, half earnest; "I should inquire into the matter if I were you. Let me see I fancy the carriage is still at the door. It would be rude to peep, you know, but we can inquire of the maid." "No," said Agatha, gently removing Mrs. Thornycrofts hand from the bell; "Mr. Harper will doubtless tell me all that is necessary.
The next day, by the husband's express desire the declaring of which was a great act of self-denial on his part word was sent to the Thornycrofts of the arrival of Mr. and Mrs. Locke Harper. Very trembling, shy, and bewitching the bride sat, waiting for the meeting; and when Emma did really come, very tragico-comic, half pleasure, half tears, was the hearty embrace between the two women. Mr.
But before she could say more, the guests most inopportunely arrived. And Agatha, very naturally, darted from her husband to the other side of the room like a flash of lightning. If the Thornycrofts had expected to find a couple of turtle-doves cooing in a cage, they were certainly disappointed. Mr. and Mrs.
She sat attentive, beginning to learn, what strange to say was no pain her own ignorance, and her husband's superior wisdom. She had never before felt at once so humble and so proud. When the Thornycrofts departed, and Mr. Harper returned up-stairs from bidding them good-bye, he found his wife in a thoughtful mood. "Well, dear, have you had a pleasant evening? Are you content with our plans?"
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