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He passed out with her among all the idle people that were assembled there; they were all looking at her very hard; she had begun to chatter as soon as she joined him. Winterbourne's preference had been that they should be conveyed to Chillon in a carriage; but she expressed a lively wish to go in the little steamer; she declared that she had a passion for steamboats.
"Now I am home," she said. "Good-bye!" Aldous looked round him well at Brown's Buildings as he departed. Then he got into a hansom, and drove to Lady Winterbourne's house, and implored her to fetch and nurse Marcella Boyce, using her best cleverness to hide all motion of his in the matter. After which he spent poor Aldous! one of the most restless and miserable nights of his life.
She was far more conscious of the girlish form hanging on Lady Winterbourne's arm than she was of her own words, of "Betty's" beautiful soft eyes also shyly and gravely fixed upon herself under that marvellous cloud of fair hair; the long, pointed chin; the whimsical little face. "Well, none of you are any good!" said Betty at last, in a tragic voice.
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"I should think there are!" said Marcella, eagerly, bending forward to him. "I was talking to one of our farmers the other day whose land goes up to the edge of Lord Winterbourne's woods. 'They don't keep their pheasants, miss, he said. 'I do. I and my corn.
Well! this was a forcible young woman: was Aldous the kind of man to be able to deal conveniently with such eyes, such emotions, such a personality? Suddenly Lady Winterbourne's deep voice broke in: "I never could say it half so well as that, Miss Boyce; but I agree with you. I may say that I have agreed with you all my life." The girl turned to her, grateful and quivering.
London discussed the story a good deal; and would have liked dearly to see and to exhibit the heroine. Mrs. Lane in particular, the hostess of the House of Commons dinner, felt that she had claims, and was one of the first to call at Lady Winterbourne's and see her guest.
She had been far too much taken up with her own prospects, with Lady Winterbourne's friendship, and her village schemes. He laughed. "Of course there is. When is the great event to be?" "I didn't mean that," said Marcella, stiffly. "Lady Winterbourne and I have been trying to start some village workshops. We have been working and talking, and writing, morning, noon, and night." "Oh!
"One moment!" said Raeburn, smiling, "and I will take you in pursuit. She has only gone into the tea-room." His hand touched Marcella's. "Just a little better," he said, with a sudden change of look, in answer to Lady Winterbourne's question. "The account to-night is certainly brighter. They begged me not to come, or I should have been off some days ago.
And he gave another little jump, scattering the pebbles about Winterbourne's ears. "That's the way they come down," said Winterbourne. "He's an American man!" cried Randolph, in his little hard voice. The young lady gave no heed to this announcement, but looked straight at her brother. "Well, I guess you had better be quiet," she simply observed.
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