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But I haven't much trust in her; she's such a one for cat-licking. The children do make such a mess; I always tell them they'd think twice about coming in with dirty shoes if only they had the cleaning to see after. Then she began to talk of Mrs. Ormonde, and Thyrza encouraged her to tell all she could about that lady.
There was nothing, however, very consoling in the information. When Thyrza departed, Mrs. Melrose was left to fret and sigh much as before. The place was odious; she could never endure it. But yet the possible advent of "Countess Tatham" cast a faint ray on the future. A few days later Lady Tatham appeared. Melrose had been particularly perverse and uncommunicative on the subject.
Why should you pretend with me? You know that I have been waiting waiting since Saturday. Thyrza spoke as if there were no mystery in her having attached a hope to that particular day. All but distraught as she was, she made no distinction between the mere fact of her abiding love, which she could not conceive that Mrs. Ormonde was ignorant of, and the incident of her having surprised a secret.
'Why do you say that, dear? 'Do you think he has? 'He may have done, replied Lydia, averting her eyes. 'I don't know. You said you wanted him to, Thyrza. 'Yes, I did in that way. But I asked him to be friends with us, I don't see why he should keep away from us altogether. 'But it's only what you had to expect, said Lydia, rather coldly.
Lydia would have asked no question, though agitated with wonder and a surmise she scarcely dared to entertain. When they were both ready to go out, Thyrza turned to her. 'Gilbert has been very good to me, Lyddy. He will forget all the harm I have done him, and I shall be his wife. The other could find no word for a moment. 'Are you glad of this, Lyddy?
You need not be afraid to tell me anything. I can bear anything. 'Will you ask me what you wish to know, Thyrza? 'You say you persuaded him and yet that you said good of me. The other waited. 'Didn't he come from America, to see me? 'He did. 'You mean that he came because he thought it was right to. I understand. And when you told him that I was not thinking of him, he he felt himself free?
To think of you saying I should be cross with her! But of course that was only fun. My dear one! And what's the sea like? Were you on the shore again this morning? 'How many questions does that make, I wonder, Lyddy? Thyrza said, with a smile still much graver than of wont. 'I shan't tell you anything till you've had dinner. It's all ready for you downstairs.
'Is Thyrza come back? she asked. 'No, she isn't in the house. Where did she go to? 'She went just to see Totty Nancarrow. Nothing was to be gained by concealing this now. 'I've been there, but she's gone away. I dare say she'll be back in a few minutes. Lydia went upstairs, not feeling able to talk.
Of Thyrza she could not be jealous, but to imagine him giving his affection to a girl like Totty Nancarrow made her rebellious and scornful. How little could any of her work-room companions know what was passing in Lydia's breast when she had one of her days of quietness and bent with such persistence over her sewing!
But, on the other hand, much, very much of it is unexcelled as the direct, strong, sincere utterance of personal feeling. Such is the quality of his best lyrics, like When We Two Parted, the Elegy on Thyrza, Stanzas to Augusta, She Walks in Beauty, and of innumerable passages, lyrical and descriptive, in his longer poems.
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