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He went away almost hurriedly, and at once left the precincts of the cathedral, lest another encounter with Dr. Helmsdale should lead the latter to take a new and slower view of his duties as Viviette's suitor. He reached Welland by dinner-time, and came upon Viviette in the same pensive mood in which he had left her. It seemed she had hardly moved since. 'Have you discovered Swithin St.
The allusion and a consciousness of Vancouver brought a smile into Viviette's eyes. She had a woman's sense of humour, which is not always urbane. When he turned to meet her she shook her head reprovingly. "And David put Uriah into the forefront of the battle, and carried off poor little Bathsheba. No one seemed to have concerned himself with what Bathsheba thought of it all.
"For God's sake don't." "I must until you see this ghastly business in its true aspect. Look at the lighter side of Viviette's character. She is gay, fond of admiration, childishly fond of teasing, a bright creature of bewildering moods. Would she be safe in your hands? Might you not one day again see things red before your eyes and again go mad?"
He spoke with a cold air of authority that chilled the fairy godmotherdom in Viviette's bosom. Her prettly little scheme dwindled into childishness before the dark, incomprehended thing that had happened. She assented with unusual meekness. "But I'm desperately disappointed," she said.
You've no right to say that." "I have the right," cried Dick. "Hush!" said Austin, interposing. "There's no need to prolong this painful discussion. To-morrow as Viviette's guardian " "To-morrow?" Dick shouted. "Where shall I be to-morrow? Away from here unable to defend her unable to say a word." "If you said a thousand words," said Viviette, "they wouldn't make an atom of difference.
But it is an interesting old game, and might have been played at that very date on this very green. The Bishop lazily bowled another, and while he was doing it Viviette's glance rose by accident to the church tower window, where she recognized Swithin's face. Her surprise was only momentary; and waiting till both her companions' backs were turned she smiled and blew him a kiss.
Immature as he was, he could realize Viviette's position sufficiently well to perceive what the poor lady must suffer at having suddenly thrust upon her the responsibility of repairing her own situation as a wife by ruining his as a legatee.
Now the trouble would be saved in a very delightful way, by the exercise of a little hospitality which Viviette herself would not have dared to suggest. Dinner-time came and with it Swithin, exhibiting rather a blushing and nervous manner that was, unfortunately, more likely to betray their cause than was Viviette's own more practised bearing.
Now he heard them loud in vibrating sound. Was it real or imaginary? He drew deep, panting breaths. "Dick's not here," said Viviette's voice from the terrace. "He has forgotten." "Really, my dear, I don't very much care," Austin replied. "Where you are, I am happy." "I wish that telegram would come. It's quite time. Don't you think we had better tell Dick to-day?" "No, no. To-morrow."
More to the point will it be to mention that Viviette's letter to Cambridge had been returned long before he reached that place, while her missive to Marseilles was, of course, misdirected altogether.
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