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He had thought her fairest and most delightful among women, and he had left the Abbey House dejected and undone. But he had quickly recovered from the brief fever: and now, reverentially admiring Lady Mabel's prim propriety, he wondered that he could have ever seriously offered himself to a girl of Vixen's undisciplined and unbroken character.
Miss McCroke had gone to her room to write letters, or Vixen would have hardly been allowed to remain peacefully in such an inelegant position, her knees drawn up to her chin, her arms embracing her legs, her back against the stout oak shutter. Yet the girl and dog made rather a pretty picture, despite the inelegance of Vixen's attitude.
Violet never withdrew her hand' when she had put it to the plough. If she made a promise, she always kept it. However long the sickness, however dire the poverty, Vixen's patience and benevolence lasted to the end. The famous princess in the story, whose sleep was broken because there was a pea under her seven feather-beds, had scarcely a more untroubled life than Vixen.
By the end of February, there were cubs in the vixen's den, and both the wood-mice and the rabbits were diligently preparing for important family events. Brock's companion, unlike himself was not accustomed to a house inhabited by other tenants.
She saw herself in the great mirrors which once reflected George and his lovely Fitzherbert in their days of gladness which reflected the same George later, old, and sick, and weary. "That French grande dame was right," thought Mrs. Tempest, "who said, 'Le noir est si flattant pour les blondes." Black was flattering for Vixen's auburn hair also.
Vixen's footsteps drifted lower down into the wooded hollow; insensibly she was coming towards the edge of the treacherously green bog which has brought many a bold rider to grief in these districts, and still she had caught no one.
How can I help being vulgar when I associate with you? You should hear Miss McCroke preach at me sermons so long" here Vixen extended her arms to the utmost "and I'm afraid they'd make as much impression on Titmouse as they do upon me. But she's a dear old thing, and I love her immensely." This was Vixen's usual way, making up for all shortcomings with the abundance of her love.
Can I really believe this?" asked Miss Skipwith, appealing to Violet. "Rorie never told a falsehood in his life," Vixen answered proudly. "I feel myself in a most critical position, my dear child," said Miss Skipwith, looking from Roderick's frank eager face to Vixen's downcast eyelids and mantling blushes. "I had hoped such a different fate for you.
The Captain came down to open the carriage-door. Vixen's first glance at his face showed her that he looked worn and anxious. "Is mamma very ill?" she asked tremulously. "Very ill," he answered, in a low voice. "Mind, you are to do or say nothing that can agitate her. You must be quiet and cheerful. If you see a change you must take care to say nothing about it."
Then the vulgar temper of Madame Loiseau broke loose: "And yet we are not going to die of old age here! Since it is that vixen's trade to carry it on with all men, I think that she has no right to refuse one rather than another. Imagine, she has taken all that she found in Rouen, even coachmen, yes, Madame, the coachman of the Prefecture; I know it for a fact, because he buys his wine of us.
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