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There is something so cruel in his own condemnation of himself that Tita's heart melts. "It is all over," says she. "It is at an end. If" with a sad, strange little glance at him "we must come together again, let us not begin the new life with recriminations. Perhaps I have been hard to you Margaret says I have and if so " Tears rise in her eyes and choke her utterance.
Chichester, who has a great deal of good in her, mixed up with a terrible amount of frivolity, comes forward so quietly that Tita's sudden whiteness is hardly seen, except by one. "Fancy being afraid of Sir Maurice," says she. "Sir Maurice," casting a laughing glance at him, "I shouldn't be afraid of you." Sir Maurice laughs back, and everyone laughs with him, and Mrs. Bethune's barb is blunted.
I asked, startled by Miss Tita's implication. She was going to answer, but at that moment the doctor came in the doctor whom the little maid had been sent to fetch and whom she had at last overtaken.
Margaret's mind is full of suicidal fears. She steps cautiously towards the open window the window through which Tita's body is now flung. Tita's feet alone are in the room! Tita herself is suspended between heaven and earth, like Mahomet's coffin! "Tita! what are you doing?" cries Margaret, laying a sudden hand upon the white sash that is encircling Lady Rylton's waist.
Presently the long undulations of fir grew black, the stars came out, and the sound of the stream could be heard distantly in the hollow; and then, at Tita's wish, we went off for a last stroll in among the soft moss and under the darkness of the pines, now and again starting some great capercailzie, and sending it flying and whirring down the glades.
He had had long periods of leisure during the day, when I had left the boat and rambled, so that I was not obliged to consider him, and I told him that that day, for a change, I would touch no meat. It was an effect of poor Miss Tita's proposal, not altogether auspicious, that I had quite lost my appetite.
This speech was somehow so incongruous that it made me laugh again, and I excused myself by saying that she talked as if I were a sulky boy, pouting in the corner, to be "brought round." I had not a grain of complaint to make; and could anything have exceeded Miss Tita's graciousness in accompanying me a few nights before to the Piazza?
"What a hideous word that is!" says Mrs. Bethune, with a sneer. "It ought to be expunged from every decent dictionary. Fortunately," with a rather insolent glance at Randal, who is so openly a friend of Tita's, "very few people use it in civilized society." "And I'm one of them," says the young man, with deep self-gratulation. "I like to be in a minority so choice, you know; so distinguished!
"That pleasure is denied you. He told me he was marrying me for my money, long before our marriage." Lady Rylton laughs. "What! He had the audacity?" "The honesty!" Somehow this answer, coming straight from Tita's heart, goes to her soul, and in some queer, indescribable way soothes her comforts her gives her deep compensation for all the agony she has been enduring.
"You will understand for the future, I hope," says Lady Rylton, who has lost all control over her temper; "you will, for the future, at all events, I trust, bear yourself with respect towards the mistress of this house." Her manner is so insolent, so unbearable, that Tita's short-lived calm gives way. "Maurice says I am the mistress here," says she distinctly, clearly.
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