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Giving happiness and peace, if peace were what you wanted. It was that happiness and peace of Maisie's that had drawn him to her when he gave Anne up three years ago. And again he couldn't understand this combination of hysteria and perfect peace. He couldn't understand Maisie. Perhaps, after all, she had got what she had wanted.
He had seen it from the river a score of times, red-walled, umbrageous and old-fashioned. But of the district itself he knew next to nothing, save that up to the war it had been the favorite roosting-place of short-haired women and long-haired men. He wondered whether Maisie's hair was short. He decided in the negative.
Always there was one thought that drew them to the edge of surrender: "I can bear it for myself, but I can't bear it for him," "I can bear it for myself, but I can't bear it for her." And to both of them had come another fear, greater than their dread of Maisie's pain, the fear of each other's illness. Their splendid physical health was beginning to break down.
She kept protesting and dismissing Mrs. Wix; she glued her back to the door to prevent Maisie's flight; she drove out Mrs. Wix by the window or the chimney. "You're a nice one 'discussing relations' with your talk of our 'connexion' and your insults!
There was almost as vivid a bloom in her maturity as in mamma's, and it took her but a short time to give her little friend an impression of positive power an impression that seemed to begin like a long bright day. This was a perception on Maisie's part that neither mamma, nor Sir Claude, nor Mrs.
Whether the two were lawfully man and wife made no difference to this Judge. Maisie's devotion to her scoundrel was the point his lordship's legal acumen was alive to, and he himself was scarcely King of Israel. One wonders sometimes at least, the present writer has done so what Bathsheba's feelings were on the occasion referred to.
She was bewildered. "To let who ?" "Mrs. Wix simply. I put it at the worst. Should you see your way to sacrifice her? Of course I know what I'm asking." Maisie's eyes opened wide again; this was so different from what she had expected. "And stay with you alone?" He gave another push to his coffee-cup. "With me and Mrs. Beale.
Besides she despised Florence so haughtily that she could not imagine Edward's being attracted by her. And she and Maisie were a sort of bulwark round him. She wanted, besides, to keep her eyes on Florence for Florence knew that she had boxed Maisie's ears. And Leonora desperately desired that her union with Edward should appear to be flawless. But all that went....
And she repeated the free caress into which her colloquies with Maisie almost always broke and which made the child feel that HER affection at least was a gage of safety. Parents had come to seem vague, but governesses were evidently to be trusted. Maisie's faith in Mrs. Wix for instance had suffered no lapse from the fact that all communication with her had temporarily dropped.
Because Toft would look in again to-day or to-morrow, when he had finished on the conservatories at the Vicarage. None of this conversation reached old Maisie's ears at the time; only as facts referred to afterwards.
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