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Updated: June 11, 2025
Would you mind going down, and leaving me to go into my room for a moment? She entered the bedroom, and her brother went downstairs. Swithin thought it best to leave well alone, and going noiselessly out of the house plodded through the rain homeward. It was plain that agitations of one sort and another had so weakened Viviette's nerves as to lay her open to every impression.
It was an old moth-eaten great-coat, heavily trimmed with fur; and in removing it a companion cap of sealskin was disclosed. 'Whose can they be? he thought, and a gloomy answer suggested itself. Scarcely, however, had he regained the corridor a second time, when he heard a light footstep seemingly Viviette's again on the front landing.
At this time, too, he ventured to break Viviette's commands, and address a letter to her, not knowing of the strange results that had followed his absence from home. It was February.
Banstead fingered his underfed moustache. "I may be pretty rotten, but I'm not that kind of cad," said he. And he went, not without a certain dignity. Dick took Viviette's hand and kissed it tenderly. "God bless you, dear. I'll remember what you've said all my life. I can go away almost happy." "You can go away quite happy, if you like," said Viviette. "Take me with you." "To Vancouver?"
Everything being now satisfactorily explained the three retired to their several chambers, and Louis heard no more noises that night, or rather morning; his attempts to solve the mystery of Viviette's life here and her relations with St. Cleeve having thus far resulted chiefly in perplexity.
Listening, he heard a voice within, Viviette's voice, in a subdued murmur, though speaking earnestly. Without any hesitation Louis then returned to Swithin's door, opened it, and walked in. The starlight from without was sufficient, now that his eyes had become accustomed to the darkness, to reveal that the room was unoccupied, and that nothing therein had been disturbed.
"My God, if you knew how I love you!" he said hoarsely. "My God, if you only knew!" His suffering racked her heart. All her pity melted over him. She laid her caressing fingers on his arm. "Oh, my poor Dick!" she said. The touch, the choke in her voice, brought about Viviette's downfall. Perhaps she meant it to do so. Who can tell? What woman ever knows?
The key was in the church door; he opened it, entered, and ascended to the ringers' loft in the west tower. At the back of this was a window commanding a full view of Viviette's garden front. The flowers were all in gayest bloom, and the creepers on the walls of the house were bursting into tufts of young green.
A youth who looks as if he had come straight from old Greece may be exposed to many temptations, should he go out into the world without a friend or counsellor to guide him. Despite her sudden jealousy Viviette's eyes grew moist at the picture of her innocent Swithin going into the world without a friend or counsellor.
'On no consideration will I do so without your consent. And no more was said on the matter. The morning was passed in applying wet rag and other remedies to the purple line on Viviette's cheek; and in the afternoon they set up the equatorial under the replaced dome, to have it in order for night observations. The evening was clear, dry, and remarkably cold by comparison with the daytime weather.
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