第5章 THE FIRST COUNTESS OF WESSEX(4)

All this Dornell took at its true value,or rather,perhaps,at less than its true value.As his life depended upon his not getting into a passion,he controlled his perturbed emotions as well as he was able,going about the house sadly and utterly unlike his former self.He took every precaution to prevent his wife knowing of the incidents of his sudden illness,from a sense of shame at having a heart so tender;a ridiculous quality,no doubt,in her eyes,now that she had become so imbued with town ideas.But rumours of his seizure somehow reached her,and she let him know that she was about to return to nurse him.He thereupon packed up and went off to his own place at Falls-Park.

Here he lived the life of a recluse for some time.He was still too unwell to entertain company,or to ride to hounds or elsewhither;but more than this,his aversion to the faces of strangers and acquaintances,who knew by that time of the trick his wife had played him,operated to hold him aloof.

Nothing could influence him to censure Betty for her share in the exploit.He never once believed that she had acted voluntarily.

Anxious to know how she was getting on,he despatched the trusty servant Tupcombe to Evershead village,close to King's-Hintock,timing his journey so that he should reach the place under cover of dark.The emissary arrived without notice,being out of livery,and took a seat in the chimney-corner of the Sow-and-Acorn.

The conversation of the droppers-in was always of the nine days'

wonder--the recent marriage.The smoking listener learnt that Mrs.

Dornell and the girl had returned to King's-Hintock for a day or two,that Reynard had set out for the Continent,and that Betty had since been packed off to school.She did not realize her position as Reynard's child-wife--so the story went--and though somewhat awe-stricken at first by the ceremony,she had soon recovered her spirits on finding that her freedom was in no way to be interfered with.

After that,formal messages began to pass between Dornell and his wife,the latter being now as persistently conciliating as she was formerly masterful.But her rustic,simple,blustering husband still held personally aloof.Her wish to be reconciled--to win his forgiveness for her stratagem--moreover,a genuine tenderness and desire to soothe his sorrow,which welled up in her at times,brought her at last to his door at Falls-Park one day.

They had not met since that night of altercation,before her departure for London and his subsequent illness.She was shocked at the change in him.His face had become expressionless,as blank as that of a puppet,and what troubled her still more was that she found him living in one room,and indulging freely in stimulants,in absolute disobedience to the physician's order.The fact was obvious that he could no longer be allowed to live thus uncouthly.

So she sympathized,and begged his pardon,and coaxed.But though after this date there was no longer such a complete estrangement as before,they only occasionally saw each other,Dornell for the most part making Falls his headquarters still.

Three or four years passed thus.Then she came one day,with more animation in her manner,and at once moved him by the simple statement that Betty's schooling had ended;she had returned,and was grieved because he was away.She had sent a message to him in these words:'Ask father to come home to his dear Betty.'

'Ah!Then she is very unhappy!'said Squire Dornell.

His wife was silent.

''Tis that accursed marriage!'continued the Squire.

Still his wife would not dispute with him.'She is outside in the carriage,'said Mrs.Dornell gently.

'What--Betty?'

'Yes.'

'Why didn't you tell me?'Dornell rushed out,and there was the girl awaiting his forgiveness,for she supposed herself,no less than her mother,to be under his displeasure.

Yes,Betty had left school,and had returned to King's-Hintock.She was nearly seventeen,and had developed to quite a young woman.She looked not less a member of the household for her early marriage-contract,which she seemed,indeed,to have almost forgotten.It was like a dream to her;that clear cold March day,the London church,with its gorgeous pews,and green-baize linings,and the great organ in the west gallery--so different from their own little church in the shrubbery of King's-Hintock Court--the man of thirty,to whose face she had looked up with so much awe,and with a sense that he was rather ugly and formidable;the man whom,though they corresponded politely,she had never seen since;one to whose existence she was now so indifferent that if informed of his death,and that she would never see him more,she would merely have replied,'Indeed!'Betty's passions as yet still slept.

'Hast heard from thy husband lately?'said Squire Dornell,when they were indoors,with an ironical laugh of fondness which demanded no answer.

The girl winced,and he noticed that his wife looked appealingly at him.As the conversation went on,and there were signs that Dornell would express sentiments that might do harm to a position which they could not alter,Mrs.Dornell suggested that Betty should leave the room till her father and herself had finished their private conversation;and this Betty obediently did.

Dornell renewed his animadversions freely.'Did you see how the sound of his name frightened her?'he presently added.'If you didn't,I did.Zounds!what a future is in store for that poor little unfortunate wench o'mine!I tell 'ee,Sue,'twas not a marriage at all,in morality,and if I were a woman in such a position,I shouldn't feel it as one.She might,without a sign of sin,love a man of her choice as well now as if she were chained up to no other at all.There,that's my mind,and I can't help it.

Ah,Sue,my man was best!He'd ha'suited her.'

'I don't believe it,'she replied incredulously.

'You should see him;then you would.He's growing up a fine fellow,I can tell 'ee.'