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When Flaxman went over to Bedford Square in the afternoon, he went like a man going himself to execution. In the hall he met Catherine. 'You have seen Dr. Edmondson? she asked, pale and still, except for a little nervous quivering of the lip. He stooped and kissed her hand. 'Yes. He says he goes with you to Algiers. I will come after if you will have me. The climate may do wonders.
Rose wrote asking to be allowed to go with them to Algiers; and after a little consultation it was so arranged, Mrs. Leyburn being tenderly persuaded, Robert himself writing, to stay where she was. The morning after the interview with Edmondson, Robert sent for Murray Edwardes. They were closeted together for nearly an hour.
His letter was full of medical detail, from which Flaxman gathered that in spite of the rally of the first ten days, it was clear that the disease was attacking constantly fresh tissue. 'He is very depressed too, said Edmondson; 'I have never seen him so yet. He sits and looks at us in the evening sometimes with eyes that wring one's heart.
"For the sake of your child, Amanda, you should be willing to bear much." "My child shall not grow, up and see her mother degraded." "She is his child as well as yours. Do not forget that," said Mrs. Edmondson. "And it is by no means certain that he will permit you to retain the possession of an object so dear to him." The face of Mrs.
After his interview with Robert, and his further interview with Catherine, to whom he gave the most minute recommendations and directions, with a reverent gentleness which seemed to make the true state of the case more ghastly plain to the wife than ever, Edmondson went off to Flaxman. Flaxman heard his news with horror. 'A bad case, you say advanced? 'A bad case! Edmondson repeated gloomily.
Edmondson had started for London the night before, leaving Elsmere better again, able to drive and even walk a little, and well looked after by a local doctor of ability.
When the steamer cast loose, the girl, hanging over the side, stood watching the tall figure on the pier against the gray January sky. Catherine caught her look and attitude, and could have cried aloud in her own gnawing pain. Flaxman got a cheery letter from Edmondson describing their arrival.
Edmondson, "do not permit your mind to chafe, angrily, over this unhappy matter. That will widen not heal, the breach. In affairs of this kind, pardon me for the remark, there are always faults on both sides; and the duty of each is to put away his or her own state of anger and antagonism and seek to reconcile the other, rather than to compel submission.
Show her that it is imaginary, and all is healed." Lane shook his head. "I have never humbled myself before a man, much less a woman," said he. This remark exhibited to Mr. Edmondson the whole ground-work of the difficulty. Lane regarded a woman as inferior to a man, and had for her, in consequence, a latent feeling of contempt.
'Clergyman's throat? Edmondson shook his head dubiously. 'It may be. I wish he would let me overhaul him. 'I wish he would! said Flaxman devoutly. 'I will see what I can do. I will get hold of Mrs. Elsmere. Meanwhile Robert and Catherine had driven home together. As they entered the study she caught his hands, a suppressed and exquisite passion gleaming in her face. 'You did not explain Him!
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