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But I thought it appeared to be of no great rarity, and I gave it to one of the village girls who was passing by. 'Did she take it? Who was she? said the unsuspecting Viviette. 'Really, I don't remember. I suppose it is of no consequence? 'O no; its value is nothing, comparatively.
Thus, though wrong in her premisses, Viviette had intuitively decided with sad precision. There was, as a matter of fact, a great possibility of her not being able to communicate with him for several months, notwithstanding that he might possibly communicate with her. This excursive time was an awakening for Swithin. To altered circumstances inevitably followed altered views.
Cleeve was a little surprised that, in his communications with Viviette, she had mentioned no such probability. The next day he walked round the mansion, wondering how in its present state any entertainment could be given therein. He found that the shutters had been opened, which had restored an unexpected liveliness to the aspect of the windows.
Viviette laughed somewhat scornfully. "I am not a child, my dear Austin. No man wears a face like that on account of his mother least of all when he meets the woman who has promised to be his wife." She flashed a challenging glance at Austin, but not a muscle of his grey face responded. Her natural expectations were baffled.
To own to his marriage and consequent disqualification for the bequest was easy in itself; but it involved telling at least one man what both Viviette and himself had great reluctance in telling anybody. Moreover he wished Viviette to know nothing of his loss in making her his wife. All he could think of doing for the present was to write a postponing letter to his uncle's lawyer, and wait events.
Neither of these reasonable operations was a great undertaking, singly looked at; but the life Viviette had latterly led and the mood in which she had hitherto regarded the premises, rendered it somewhat significant. Swithin, however, was rather curious than concerned at the proceedings, and returned to his tower with feelings of interest not entirely confined to the worlds overhead.
Obviously there had been no serious quarrel between the brothers. "Can I have a few minutes with you, Austin?" "A thousand," he said gaily. "What has gone wrong?" "It is nothing to do with me," she said. He looked amusedly into her eyes. "I know. It's about Viviette. Confess." "Yes," she replied soberly, "it's about Viviette." "You've seen it. I make no bones about it.
'That's only an excuse. Do that to-morrow night. Now you will stay. It is settled. Viviette, say he must stay, and we'll have another hour of these charming intellectual researches. Viviette obeyed with delightful ease. 'Do stay, Mr St. Cleeve! she said sweetly. 'Well, in truth I can do without the observation, replied the young man, as he gave way. 'It is not of the greatest consequence.
Viviette, with a sweeping glance of defiance at the assembled family, held herself very erect, and with hard eyes and quivering lips came straight to the young fellow. "Lord Banstead," she said. "You have asked me four times to marry you. Did you mean it, or were you lying, too?" Banstead's pallid cheeks flushed. He was overcome with confusion.
The clerk left the church; his wife busied herself with dusting at the further end, and Swithin and Viviette were left to themselves. The imagination travels so rapidly, and a woman's forethought is so assumptive, that the clerk's departure had no sooner doomed them to inaction than it was borne in upon Lady Constantine's mind that she would not become the wife of Swithin St.
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