provehis
last
farewell
to
Tom
Davenant
.
He
had
lived
more
than
four
months
at
the
chalet
.
It
was
now
November
;
and
the
winter
of
his
discontent
took
from
him
,
or
made
more
piercing
,
the
remembrance
of
those
heavenly
days
when
first
he
came
.
Happy
if
he
could
forget
them
altogether
!
But
no
,
they
would
be
a
lifelong
regret
.
Even
as
the
thought
crossed
his
mind
he
smiled
bitterly
.
Lifelong
might
not
be
so
very
long
after
all
.
He
was
ordered
to
the
front
;
and
those
who
are
to
face
cannon
do
not
insure
their
lives
at
a
low
premium
.
He
would
not
disclose
to
the
friend
by
his
side
,
or
even
to
Rupert
,
how
serious
the
danger
had
become
;
I
should
rather
say
,
he
could
not
,
for
they
would
have
hindered
his
going
.
But
a
certain
steady
light
in
his
eyes
and
involuntary
tension
of
the
muscles
betokened
the
excitement
under
which
he
laboured
.
'
You
are
not
very
well
,
'
said
Tom
to
him
;
'
ca
n't
you
wait
a
few
days
?
'
Rupert
noticed
his
mood
,
was
exceedingly
gentle
with
him
as
on
the
like
occasions
in
their
previous
intercourse
;
but
ventured
neither
to
ask
a
question
nor
to
offer
advice
.
He
knew
well
that
Ivor
did
not
brook
interference
.
So
he
went
away
and
disappeared
into
the
unknown
.
Rupert
,
a
few
days
after
,
requested
that
the
chalet
might
be
assigned
to
himself
as
a
studio
and
general
storehouse
,
for
he
did
not
wish
to
encumber
the
Great
Hall
as
yet
,
and
his
sketches
took
up
room
.
But
he
never
went
across
the
mere
till
he
had
ascertained
that
Hippolyta
would
not
call
in
the
morning
.
He
was
now
assiduous
in
his
politeness
to
Lady
May
,
upon
whose
spirits
a
dull
tranquillity
had
fallen
,
like
yellow
fog
stifling
and
blinding
her
.
She
could
not
subdue
the
fascination
of
being
with
him
;
ever
when
he
came
into
the
room
the
others
vanished
from
her
eyes
and
she
looked
at
him
alone
,
and
brooded
over
his
slightest
utterances
.
She
did
not
fear
Hippolyta
much
now
;
and
not
to
be
jealous
was
comparative
happiness
.
There
had
come
indeed
an
end
of
her
confidences
and
of
his
listening
to
them
.
But
when
would
he
declare
himself
?
For
he
was
surely
bound
by
what
had
passed
.
It
was
a
lovely
morning
when
Hippolyta
appeared
at
Trelingham
,
in
a
low
chaise
which
she
drove
herself
,
while
the
silent
old
groom
or
gardener
sat
behind
.
She
had
come
to
spend
the
day
,
but
not
to
dine
;
for
she
said
in
her
note
that
they
must
excuse
her
shyness
if
she
felt
tempted
to
fly
away
again
as
soon
as
she
found
herself
inside
the
Court
.
Glanville
,
who
had
been
lingering
since
breakfast
about
the
gate
by
which
she
was
to
enter
and
saw
her
drive
by
,
himself
lying
close
in
ambush
,
ran
along
other
pathways
up
to
the
house
,
and
the
moment
he
decently
could
sauntered
into
the
morning-room
where
the
three
ladies
were
seated
.
That
he
blushed
like
a
very
young
man
on
meeting
those
brown
eyes
need
hardly
be
said
;
and
if
Hippolyta
's
countenance
did
not
put
on
exactly
the
same
shade
of
crimson
,
it
may
have
been
simply
because
hers
was
a
pale
ivory
cheek
and
his
was
rather
swarthy
.
They
were
both
a
good
deal
embarrassed
,
which
Lady
May
ascribed
to
the
circumstances
of
the
adventure
which
had
made
them
acquainted
.
She
said
to
herself
that
Miss
Valence
,
though
she
had
sinned
against
propriety
on
that
day
,
had
done
so
ignorantly
,
while
Rupert
was
often
confused
on
coming
into
a
room
.
They
talked
until
the
Earl
came
about
the
scenery
of
Trelingham
Park
,
which
Hippolyta
did
not
know
except
on
the
outskirts
.
And
the
artist
sat
and
gazed
at
her
.
She
was
more
beautiful
than
ever
.
Lady
May
,
whome
he
could
now
contrast
with
his
divinity
,
seemed
a
majestic
woman
,
allied
to
the
dangerous
creatures
of
forest
or
jungle
in
whose
composition
there
is
more
fire
than
light
.
But
Hippolyta
did
not
belong
to
earth
.
Fervent
she
might
be
in
her
feelings
,
quick
to
speak
and
to
move
;
her
beauty
was
not
childlike
,
nor
did
it
appeal
merely
to
the
softer
passions
of
pity
and
tenderness
;
but
there
was
about
her
,
all
the
while
,
an
innocent
directness
,
a
virginal
simplicity
,
which
made
of
her
'
a
thing
enskied
and
sainted
.
'
When
she
answered
Lady
May
her
voice
had
in
it
a
tone
of
great
affection
,
which
changed
to
something
bright
and
sparkling
if
the
Countess
addressed
her
.
But
it
was
clear
that
she
listened
,
even
while
joining
in
the
conversation
,
for
a
step
that
happily
was
not
long
delayed
.
Every
minute
she
had
looked
towards
the
door
in
anxious
expectation
;
and
when
it
opened
and
the
Earl
of
Trelingham
came
in
,
walking
with
the
feeble
gait
which
was
growing
habitual
with
him
,
she
rose
at
once
and
ran
to
meet
the
old
man
.
He
took
both
her
hands
in
his
,
and
,
clasping
them
affectionately
,
led
her
towards
the
window
.
There
was
little
need
to
say
that
he
welcomed
her
;
his
emotion
proved
it
better
than
words
.
After
scanning
her
face
eagerly
in
silence
,
he
let
go
her
hands
,
and
said
,
'
You
do
not
remind
me
of
your
father
,
my
dear
child
.
But
so
many
years
have
elapsed
since
I
knew
his
features
well
,
that
I
may
perhaps
be
mistaken
.
It
is
equally
brave
and
kind
of
you
to
pay
me
this
visit
.
My
daughter
has
told
you
,
I
am
sure
,
how
glad
we
are
to
see
you
and
what
a
hope
we
have
that
this
may
be
the
beginning
of
better
things
.
'
'
I
know
,
'
answered
Hippolyta
,
'
and
I
wish
I
could
help
more
in
the
matter
than
,
I
fear
,
is
within
my
power
.
Of
one
thing
pray
let
me
assure
you
,
for
I
am
certain
of
it
,
'
and
she
stopped
as
if
for
permission
.
'
Go
on
,
my
dear
,
'
said
the
Earl
;
'
do
not
be
afraid
if
you
have
anything
to
say
.
'
He
too
seemed
overcome
by
her
great
beauty
and
simple
ways
.
'
What
I
want
to
tell
you
,
'
she
said
,
'
is
that
my
father
has
often
spoken
your
name
of
late
years
,
and
never
without
affection
.
I
cannot
imagine
why
he
has
kept
,
and
still
keeps
,
aloof
from
his
old
friends
;
but
there
is
no
ill-feeling
in
it
,
of
that
I
am
convinced
.
'
'
Thank
God
,
'
said
the
Earl
,
'
thank
God
!
It
is
all
I
want
,
—
to
forget
the
past
,
which
cannot
be
undone
,
and
die
in
peace
with
all
men
.
As
regards
your
father
,
I
did
for
a
long
while
allow
a
feeling
of
resentment
to
come
between
him
and
me
.
It
may
have
seemed
unjust
in
his
eyes
that
any
one
should
have
contested
his
rights
as
a
father
over
the
issue
of
his
first
marriage
.
But
I
went
by
the
advice
of
others
and
my
own
conscience
.
However
,
my
poor
sister
is
dead
,
and
you
are
Colonel
Valence
's
only
child
,
and
it
is
time
the
past
was
buried
.
'
'
My
father
has
hardly
ever
mentioned
Lady
Alice
in
my
hearing
,
'
replied
Hippolyta
.
'
It
was
almost
by
accident
that
I
knew
of
his
former
marriage
,
and
for
months
after
coming
to
Falside
I
was
ignorant
that
we
lived
near
her
family
.
My
mother
told
me
when
she
was
very
ill.
I
am
like
my
mother
.
She
was
Spanish
,
and
could
not
bear
the
English
climate
,
although
she
did
her
best
not
to
let
my
father
see
the
harm
it
was
doing
her
.
'
'
Was
your
mother
Spanish
?
'
inquired
the
Earl
.
'
Then
,
perhaps
,
she
brought
you
up
in
her
religious
views
.
'
Rupert
waited
with
some
curiosity
for
the
answer
.
'
My
mother
did
not
bring
me
up
at
all
,
'
said
Hippolyta
;
'
she
was
an
invalid
most
of
her
time
.
My
father
taught
me
all
I
know
.
'
She
spoke
with
composure
,
and
seemed
to
have
said
all
that
she
thought
necessary
.
Lord
Trelingham
was
too
well
bred
to
pursue
the
examination
.
His
melancholy
looks
,
indeed
,
bore
witness
to
what
he
feared
would
have
been
the
result
.
He
blamed
Colonel
Valence
,
but
it
was
impossible
to
blame
his
daughter
;
and
the
sad
spiritual
condition
of
so
lovely
and
innocent
a
creature
filled
him
with
indignation
,
which
went
far
to
counteract
his
previous
desire
to
condone
the
past
.
Meanwhile
,
Karina
,
whose
eager
spirits
made
her
sometimes
inconsiderate
,
inquired
of
Hippolyta
,
'
Do
you
never
go
to
church
then
?
I
do
n't
think
your
father
does
,
at
least
in
the
country
.
'
Lord
Trelingham
,
with
some
severity
in
his
tone
,
interposed
.
'
My
dear
Karina
,
'
he
said
,
'
you
must
really
not
cross-examine
Miss
Valence
.
These
are
matters
of
conscience
,
about
which
we
have
no
right
to
be
curious
.
'
But
Miss
Valence
was
not
offended
.
She
replied
at
once
to
the
Countess
.
'
I
have
been
in
some
of
the
great
churches
abroad
,
when
there
was
no
service
going
on
.
But
otherwise
I
do
not
know
what
is
done
in
a
church
.
My
father
did
not
teach
me
religion
.
'
This
remarkable
declaration
,
made
in
her
natural
voice
,
which
was
gentle
and
sweet
,
came
upon
her
hearers
like
lightning
from
a
clear
sky
.
It
startled
them
,
although
every
one
present
had
supposed
it
already
.
But
there
are
so
many
things
we
know
yet
could
not
venture
on
putting
into
words
.
The
Earl
was
inexpressibly
pained
;
Lady
May
looked
across
at
Glanville
to
see
what
effect
this
confession
would
have
on
him
;
and
the
Countess
felt
frightened
,
as
though
a
snake
had
turned
under
her
hand
and
bitten
her
.
Rupert
moved
uncomfortably
in
his
chair
.
It
was
a
shock
to
him
,
certainly
.
He
would
have
said
,
in
the
abstract
,
that
with
these
matters
women
had
nothing
to
do
;
they
ought
to
keep
to
the
religion
in
which
they
were
born
and
leave
speculation
to
the
philosophers
.
But
when
his
eyes
fell
on
the
beloved
features
again
the
discomfort
vanished
.
Hippolyta
sat
,
a
picture
of
quiet
beauty
,
untroubled
by
the
momentary
silence
which
had
followed
her
declaration
,
and
perhaps
too
little
acquainted
with
the
ways
of
the
world
to
comprehend
how
much
it
had
astonished
them
.
She
said
'
My
father
did
not
teach
me
religion
'
as
she
would
have
said
,
had
it
been
the
fact
,
'
I
was
born
blind
.
'
She
was
not
aggressive
or
defiant
,
but
natural
and
innocent
.
Thus
it
came
to
pass
that
even
Lord
Trelingham
's
horror
,
which
was
exceedingly
great
,
yielded
to
compassion
,
and
he
thought
it
more
than
ever
expedient
to
make
her
at
home
among
good
Christians
who
might
enlighten
her
.
But
lest
that
terrible
niece
of
his
should
ask
more
questions
,
he
turned
the
conversation
to
Miss
Valence
's
knowledge
of
the
Continent
,
and
they
were
soon
deep
in
the
comparative
beauties
of
the
Alps
and
the
Apennines
.
Her
parents
,
it
was
evident
,
had
wandered
fast
and
far
,
seldom
staying
long
in
one
place
,
and
never
making
the
acquaintance
of
great
families
unless
some
member
of
them
happened
to
be
'
tainted
with
democratic
opinions
,
'
as
Lord
Trelingham
would
have
called
it
,
or
,
in
Colonel
Valence
's
phrase
,
'
enlightened
and
liberal
.
'
There
was
something
even
slightly
ridiculous
in
the
way
that
names
came
up
between
the
Earl
and
the
young
lady
.
If
he
mentioned
a
noble
house
,
she
often
knew
it
;
but
when
he
went
on
to
describe
the
august
head
thereof
or
his
equally
august
consort
,
Hippolyta
had
never
seen
either
,
and
owed
her
familiarity
with
the
name
to
a
scapegrace
or
scientific
young
man
,
the
grief
of
his
parents
,
who
had
served
with
Garibaldi
in
Sicily
,
or
was
famous
in
the
Cretan
or
the
Polish
rising
.
Lord
Trelingham
bore
it
very
well
;
this
he
had
expected
;
and
much
as
he
might
deplore
the
associations
in
which
Valence
had
brought
up
his
daughter
,
there
were
too
many
great
Englishmen
on
that
side
to
allow
of
unmitigated
censure
in
the
instance
before
him
.
The
Earl
was
by
no
means
liberal
,
but
he
was
something
which
is
perhaps
as
commendable
in
a
world
where
we
cannot
have
all
we
should
like
,
—
he
was
good-natured
,
and
quite
incapable
of
indentifying
individuals
with
the
doctrines
they
held
.
He
therefore
listened
with
patience
and
a
degree
of
interest
to
the
remarks
,
which
were
rather
pointed
than
voluble
,
of
Hippolyta
on
those
revolutionary
young
men
whose
pedigree
he
knew
in
Lombardy
and
Languedoc
.
He
was
led
to
speak
of
his
own
travels
,
which
had
been
extensive
;
but
,
interrupting
himself
suddenly
in
the
midst
of
his
recital
,
he
asked
whether
Miss
Valence
had
ever
been
in
Spain
.
Yes
,
she
told
him
,
once
,
on
the
side
of
Barcelona
.
And
Seville
,
did
she
know
that
picturesque
city
?
She
had
not
been
there
,
nor
had
her
father
mentioned
his
early
campaign
in
its
neighbourhood
.
Then
she
knew
nothing
of
the
Madonna
of
San
Lucar
?
Nothing
whatever
,
she
replied
.
He
was
astonished
that
so
striking
an
incident
of
his
first
travels
had
not
been
a
favourite
theme
of
Colonel
Valence
's
.
However
,
it
might
help
to
soften
him
still
more
if
he
learned
how
narrowly
the
picture
had
escaped
destruction
.
He
would
perhaps
be
touched
on
hearing
it
;
for
the
sight
of
the
portrait
long
ago
had
affected
him
powerfully
and
even
brought
him
,
one
might
say
,
from
Spain
to
Trelingham
.
Herewith
the
Earl
invited
Hippolyta
to
follow
him
to
the
gallery
upstairs
.
She
rose
,
nothing
loth
;
and
as
he
evidently
wished
the
rest
to
accompany
them
,
a
general
move
was
made
.
The
Countess
,
again
interposing
as
they
went
along
,
asked
Hippolyta
whether
she
knew
what
kind
of
picture
was
about
to
be
shown
her
.
The
young
lady
,
turning
half
round
on
the
stairs
,
answered
that
she
supposed
it
would
resemble
those
she
had
noticed
in
the
great
collections
on
the
Continent
.
'
You
must
not
imagine
,
'
she
added
innocently
,
'
that
I
have
not
studied
the
Christian
mythology
.
I
cannot
say
,
indeed
,
that
I
am
familiar
with
all
its
details
.
'
Glanville
fell
back
a
step
on
hearing
this
language
,
and
Karina
did
not
open
her
mouth
again
for
some
time
.
She
was
daring
herself
,
but
she
knew
that
ordinary
people
did
not
speak
in
this
way
;
and
again
the
simile
of
the
snake
occurred
to
her
.
Lord
Trelingham
was
either
deaf
or
preoccupied
,
and
took
no
heed
of
the
remark
.
Perhaps
he
was
thinking
how
he
could
make
the
history
of
the
picture
brief
yet
intelligible
;
for
,
when
they
arrived
before
it
,
he
began
at
once
to
run
over
the
main
points
as
we
know
them
.
He
said
nothing
of
Valence
's
motives
for
leaving
England
,
nor
of
what
followed
when
he
came
back
to
Trelingham
.
But
how
much
of
his
narrative
did
the
stranger
apprehend
?
She
stood
like
one
spellbound
,
first
eyeing
Lady
May
and
then
lost
in
the
magnificence
and
glory
of
the
painting
.
The
Earl
ceased
to
speak
,
and
there
was
a
long
silence
,
during
which
Hippolyta
steadfastly
gazed
at
it
,
never
turning
her
head
,
with
the
expression
of
one
who
would
learn
a
thing
by
heart
.
By
and
by
she
glanced
towards
Lady
May
,
and
going
up
to
her
,
said
in
a
whisper
,
'
Is
not
that
your
portrait
?
And
when
did
you
live
in
that
wonderful
world
?
'
The
question
was
extraordinary
,
but
Hippolyta
seemed
in
earnest
.
Lady
May
smiled
with
a
feeling
of
anguish
;
she
still
felt
the
distance
between
herself
and
that
ideal
of
heavenly
innocence
.
'
The
picture
was
painted
long
ago
,
'
she
replied
,
'
from
an
ancestress
of
mine
.
I
sat
to
Mr.
Glanville
when
it
was
restored
;
that
is
all
.
'
'
And
so
,
'
Hippolyta
said
,
'
it
is
only
a
piece
of
imagination
.
But
how
beautiful
it
would
be
if
we
could
believe
that
somewhere
in
the
heights
or
the
depths
there
was
a
perfect
human
creature
,
one
of
ourselves
,
a
woman
,
like
this
!
Do
you
suppose
there
can
be
?
'
she
asked
of
Lady
May
.
'
I
do
not
know
,
'
was
the
answer
,
given
somewhat
impetuously
;
'
the
medieval
Christians
thought
so
,
as
the
Spanish
and
Italian
peasants
do
still
.
'
'
Yes
,
'
said
Hippolyta
;
'
I
used
to
hear
them
sing
and
speak
of
the
Madonna
,
and
I
called
it
,
as
my
father
did
,
mythology
.
But
I
was
never
so
impressed
with
a
painting
as
I
am
with
this
.
I
should
be
glad
if
it
were
a
true
vision
.
And
yet
we
all
say
it
cannot
be
.
The
peasants
have
their
beautiful
things
to
believe
in
,
and
the
philosophers
have
none
.
That
is
what
I
am
always
hearing
at
home
.
It
makes
me
sad
when
I
think
of
it
.
If
the
truth
is
not
beautiful
,
what
is
the
good
of
it
all
?
'
She
looked
round
,
expecting
some
one
,
as
it
should
seem
,
to
answer
.
But
they
were
too
much
astonished
at
such
curious
words
on
the
lips
of
one
so
young
.
'
Such
questions
are
not
fit
for
you
,
'
said
Glanville
,
coming
close
to
her
.
'
If
you
had
lived
with
other
young
ladies
you
would
not
think
of
them
.
I
,
at
any
rate
,
believe
that
all
true
things
,
in
the
long
run
,
will
be
found
beautiful
as
well
.
'
'
Then
you
disagree
with
my
father
?
'
she
said
inquiringly
.
'
I
disagree
with
all
gloomy
creeds
,
'
he
answered
.
'
But
come
away
,
and
do
not
look
at
the
picture
again
if
it
distresses
you
.
'
Lady
May
listened
;
she
heard
something
in
his
voice
of
which
she
did
not
approve
.
'
Oh
,
it
does
not
distress
me
;
on
the
contrary
,
'
exclaimed
Hippolyta
,
'
it
would
keep
me
looking
at
it
all
day
.
And
at
last
I
should
beg
the
wonderful
figure
to
open
its
lips
and
speak
.
What
grieves
me
is
,
that
with
colours
and
a
piece
of
linen
you
can
express
so
much
beauty
—
at
so
little
cost
—
and
yet
the
resources
of
the
infinite
cannot
make
this
real
.
'
The
Earl
put
in
his
quiet
word
.
'
If
you
wish
,
my
dear
child
,
to
believe
it
real
,
there
is
nothing
to
prevent
you
.
I
believe
it
in
my
own
way
;
so
do
the
multitude
of
Christians
,
and
not
the
peasantry
alone
.
But
come
,
as
Mr.
Glanville
says
,
for
you
are
too
susceptible
,
I
see
,
to
sudden
impressions
.
'
She
left
the
picture
unwillingly
,
and
looked
back
more
than
once
as
they
went
to
the
door
.
The
incident
had
shown
her
in
a
strange
and
amiable
light
which
endeared
her
to
the
heart
of
Lord
Trelingham
;
while
Rupert
,
mindful
of
his
own
enthusiasm
when
restoring
the
Madonna
of
the
Seraphim
,
said
to
himself
that
this
highly
poetic
temperament
had
at
once
seized
its
meaning
and
reality
—
a
result
which
only
days
of
study
had
brought
about
in
him
the
sensitive
artist
.
Hippolyta
was
peculiar
;
but
where
in
heaven
or
earth
could
he
find
a
more
exquisite
creation
?
When
,
by
and
by
,
she
spoke
of
returning
to
Falside
,
and
the
Earl
was
taking
her
to
the
ponychaise
which
had
been
brought
round
,
that
kind-hearted
old
man
said
to
her
,
'
It
was
a
great
grief
to
me
that
Lady
Alice
left
no
children
;
but
,
although
you
are
not
my
niece
in
blood
,
I
trust
you
will
always
look
upon
me
as
your
sincere
friend
,
and
come
to
Trelingham
often
.
Your
father
and
I
were
boys
together
,
and
I
can
never
forget
him
.
'
CHAPTER
XVII
EAVESDROPPING
Three
months
passed
quickly
by
,
the
happiest
in
Rupert
's
life
.
Winter
by
the
Western
Sea
is
often
wild
and
stormy
;
the
days
have
little
light
in
them
,
and
the
moist
vapour
filling
the
air
seems
to
cling
heavily
about
one
,
while
hour
after
hour
the
rain-clouds
creep
along
the
sides
of
the
valleys
or
hang
on
the
wooded
ridges
above
them
.
It
is
a
monotonous
,
dull-eyed
season
,
the
least
favourable
that
can
be
imagined
to
inspiration
;
and
only
a
brave
spirit
will
bear
up
against
it
or
keep
alert
under
its
stupefying
influence
.
But
the
brave
spirit
was
there
.
If
light
grew
scant
outside
,
and
work
went
on
slowly
in
the
Great
Hall
,
a
radiance
was
kindling
within
the
artist
's
fancy
which
became
larger
every
day
,
adding
an
energy
to
his
step
,
a
charm
to
his
voice
and
expression
,
and
for
the
while
utterly
doing
away
with
the
melancholy
that
used
to
haunt
him
.
When
he
was
called
to
his
London
studio
,
as
happened
more
than
once
,
he
went
regretfully
,
stayed
the
shortest
possible
time
,
and
ran
back
again
like
a
boy
escaping
from
school
over
the
palings
.
He
came
to
be
looked
upon
almost
as
a
member
of
the
Trelingham
household
;
and
,
in
turn
,
he
seemed
to
love
everything
in
and
about
it
.
His
unequal
humour
gave
place
to
a
cheerfulness
which
was
willing
to
amuse
and
to
be
amused
.
Nothing
could
ruffle
him
;
and
Lady
May
,
in
spite
of
herself
,
caught
the
infection
of
his
high
spirits
,
while
Tom
Davenant
declared
that
if
all
artists
resembled
Glanville
they
were
not
half-bad
fellows
.
The
Earl
,
though
no
judge
of
character
,
became
ever
more
thankful
that
Providence
,
through
his
daughter
's
suggestion
,
had
put
him
in
the
way
of
a
great
painter
and
most
agreeable
companion
,
who
knew
how
to
observe
the
delicate
line
of
conduct
traced
out
for
him
by
circumstances
.
Rupert
's
behaviour
was
,
I
must
say
,
perfect
;
he
kept
his
distance
,
did
not
ask
or
encourage
sentimental
conversations
on
the
part
of
Lady
May
,
and
displayed
towards
her
and
the
Countess
a
courtesy
in
which
it
would
have
been
impossible
to
strike
a
shade
of
difference
.
If
he
had
in
any
way
presumed
,
here
to
a
reasonable
mind
was
satisfaction
.
The
secret
of
his
content
lay
near
at
hand
.
For
the
first
time
in
his
life
he
was
in
love
.
He
saw
Hippolyta
when
she
visited
Trelingham
;
he
met
her
by
chance
as
she
rode
out
,
and
watched
her
foot-steps
along
the
sands
where
,
on
bright
afternoons
,
she
sometimes
walked
.
He
professed
an
ardent
desire
to
know
the
tracks
over
the
moor
which
lay
on
the
other
side
of
Yale
;
and
his
explorations
naturally
took
him
up
the
course
of
the
stream
,
if
only
to
admire
in
its
winter
glory
the
cascade
from
which
Falside
derived
its
name
.
At
this
time
of
the
year
he
found
it
more
romantic
,
and
the
flood
of
waters
more
plenteous
,
than
he
had
expected
.
It
was
,
indeed
,
not
the
season
for
out-door
sketching
;
yet
an
hour
of
fine
weather
would
come
occasionally
,
and
he
transferred
to
his
portfolio
a
number
of
rapid
and
,
it
must
be
allowed
,
masterly
views
in
which
the
water-fall
dashed
and
foamed
over
its
moss-grown
rocks
,
and
the
bare
trees
bending
over
it
added
grandeur
to
the
scene
.
Hippolyta
's
garden
,
lying
on
the
hillside
and
green
as
an
Alpine
meadow
,
could
not
well
be
omitted
;
nor
a
gable
of
the
cottage
,
although
it
stood
back
from
the
cascade
,
and
was
visible
only
at
one
point
of
sight
.
The
young
lady
was
not
always
at
home
when
these
sketches
were
taken
;
but
Rupert
,
who
,
like
all
artists
,
had
something
of
the
gipsy
in
him
,
would
go
up
at
the
back
of
the
cottage
and
humbly
demand
from
old
Dolores
,
the
nurse
or
housekeeper
,
a
glass
of
milk
to
quench
his
thirst
.
Dolores
saw
him
about
the
place
,
and
did
not
mind
;
while
his
petition
,
delivered
in
a
matter-of-fact
tone
and
without
hesitating
,
seemed
to
imply
that
it
was
customary
.
She
gave
the
milk
and
said
nothing
about
it
to
her
mistress
.
But
as
he
happened
once
to
be
standing
at
the
door
in
his
vagrant
attitude
,
taking
slow
draughts
of
that
beverage
,
Hippolyta
came
running
out
in
quest
of
Dolores
,
and
on
seeing
him
changed
colour
and
looked
confused
.
She
drew
back
,
and
tried
to
cover
her
confusion
with
a
laugh
;
but
it
did
not
serve
,
and
she
had
to
look
another
way
while
she
begged
him
to
come
into
the
house
and
rest
for
a
few
moments
.
No
,
he
would
not
do
that
;
but
would
she
deign
to
criticise
the
sketch
he
was
making
of
the
waterfall
in
this
rainy
light
?
He
could
not
satisfy
himself
that
it
looked
natural
,
and
the
opinion
of
one
who
had
seen
the
cascade
at
all
hours
would
be
of
service
to
him
.
Hippolyta
was
always
ready
to
be
of
service
to
anybody
;
she
threw
on
a
shawl
,
and
went
down
the
steep
pathway
which
led
to
the
water
's
edge
.
Rupert
,
all
thanks
and
eagerness
,
made
her
observe
the
clear
yellow
light
that
was
filling
the
sunset
heavens
,
how
it
spread
above
the
waterfall
and
irradiated
the
high
branches
and
slender
tracery
over
their
heads
,
throwing
a
tawny
reflection
from
the
opening
to
their
left
upon
the
pure
white
foam
which
crowned
the
falling
torrent
.
Then
he
showed
her
what
he
had
made
of
it
;
and
she
,
who
could
find
nothing
to
criticise
,
—
for
it
was
an
admirable
sketch
,
—
praised
it
and
him
,
of
course
in
his
artistic
capacity
,
which
resulted
on
his
part
in
a
momentary
fit
of
intoxication
.
She
knew
the
waterfall
in
all
its
aspects
,
and
was
beguiled
into
talking
about
them
,
even
leading
him
to
an
upper
walk
where
he
might
see
how
the
Yale
formed
its
tiny
rapids
ere
it
plunged
down
the
rocks
.
Glanville
hearkened
respectfully
,
took
out
his
pencil
and
dashed
down
a
line
or
two
,
declared
that
she
was
endowed
with
the
eye
of
an
artist
and
ought
to
take
lessons
in
painting
,
and
would
have
lingered
till
nightfall
had
not
Hippolyta
quietly
observed
that
she
must
go
back
to
her
bread-baking
or
the
batch
would
spoil
,
and
sped
away
like
a
roe-deer
,
leaving
him
the
helpless
victim
of
her
charms
.
He
could
not
but
come
again
and
complete
the
sketch
.
Hippolyta
saw
him
from
her
window
as
he
sat
in
front
of
the
waterfall
.
She
hesitated
a
while
,
and
then
went
down
through
the
garden
,
and
gave
him
a
commission
for
Lady
May
.
This
little
action
took
no
time
to
speak
of
,
and
Hippolyta
returning
to
the
house
was
seen
no
more
by
Rupert
.
Yet
he
walked
to
the
village
where
he
had
left
his
horse
,
and
rode
on
to
Trelingham
in
a
state
of
singular
happiness
.
He
rehearsed
his
commission
openly
and
unabashed
;
if
Lady
May
had
an
answer
to
send
he
could
take
it
,
for
he
was
going
the
same
way
to-morrow
.
And
it
became
an
understood
thing
that
Glanville
intended
to
exhibit
a
landscape
,
in
which
the
cascades
of
the
Yale
would
be
introduced
,
during
the
course
of
that
year
.
At
Trelingham
,
in
spite
of
her
untutored
ways
,
Hippolyta
was
everybody
's
favourite
,
unless
I
am
to
except
Lady
May
.
She
came
often
,
as
the
Earl
desired
;
and
her
bearing
was
so
frank
and
gentle
that
even
the
censorious
neighbours
,
who
were
shocked
when
they
heard
that
she
had
been
'
taken
up
'
by
Lady
Alice
's
brother
,
began
to
admit
that
Miss
Valence
,
though
a
perfect
savage
in
her
habits
,
was
interesting
.
Not
,
indeed
,
that
many
of
them
came
across
her
.
She
begged
hard
to
be
introduced
as
little
as
possible
,
and
saw
only
those
chance
visitors
from
whom
she
could
not
get
away
in
time
.
When
she
was
thus
held
captive
she
spoke
hardly
at
all
,
but
her
silence
showed
that
she
was
attending
,
and
more
than
one
imposing
and
frivolous
matron
found
in
Hippolyta
's
dumbness
a
check
upon
the
'
pribble
prabble
,
'
to
use
Fluellen
's
excellent
phrase
,
which
passes
current
as
'
society
talk
,
'
and
is
thought
the
proper
subject-matter
of
a
morning
call
.
Poor
Hippolyta
,
she
was
much
to
be
pitied
!
She
did
not
mean
to
be
silent
;
she
was
overwhelmed
at
the
kind
of
conversation
on
which
people
fed
their
minds
.
Was
the
great
world
,
which
gave
laws
to
the
rest
of
mankind
,
and
boasted
of
its
blood
,
and
wealth
,
and
intellect
,
so
like
that
deafening
house
which
she
had
once
entered
in
the
Zoological
Gardens
where
parrots
and
cockatoos
scream
all
day
long
,
and
each
bird
sharpens
its
beak
on
iron
wire
?
Most
of
the
ladies
,
she
thought
,
and
Tom
Davenant
would
have
agreed
with
her
,
had
very
hard
mouths
.
For
want
of
practice
she
could
not
vie
with
them
,
and
she
sat
and
listened
in
blank
amazement
.
But
she
had
been
taught
to
observe
,
and
she
perceived
that
the
inmates
of
Trelingham
Court
were
unlike
their
visitors
.
She
said
to
Glanville
,
whom
she
often
found
at
her
elbow
when
she
turned
round
to
make
a
remark
,
'
It
is
curious
what
an
unworldly
air
comes
over
this
place
when
callers
are
shut
out
,
—
I
mean
the
other
callers
besides
myself
.
I
suppose
you
,
Mr.
Glanville
,
are
the
nearest
approach
to
a
man
of
the
world
under
this
roof
,
and
you
would
not
take
a
prize
,
'
she
concluded
,
smiling
at
him
in
a
way
he
did
not
think
of
resenting
.
'
You
are
quite
right
,
'
he
said
;
'
I
hope
I
shall
never
win
much
in
that
competition
.
Neither
is
the
Earl
an
example
of
what
you
mean
,
nor
Mr.
Davenant
.
But
women
of
the
world
now
,
do
you
discover
none
?
Lady
May
,
for
instance
.
'
'
No
;
Lady
May
's
position
requires
her
to
seem
like
the
rest
;
but
it
is
all
surface
.
She
plays
her
part
because
it
has
been
given
her
,
but
she
is
too
noble
,
her
gifts
are
too
splendid
for
it
.
Like
you
,
she
has
the
genius
of
an
artist
,
and
should
be
a
musician
,
or
write
poetry
,
or
do
something
extraordinary
.
'
'
And
the
Countess
?
'
'
Oh
,
the
Countess
!
'
said
Hippolyta
,
laughing
;
'
the
Countess
is
not
so
much
a
woman
of
the
world
as
I
am
.
She
is
an
amusing
,
a
captivating
child
.
There
is
not
malice
enough
in
her
composition
to
make
a
woman
of
the
world
.
'
'
Not
malice
,
certainly
,
'
thought
Glanville
,
'
but
mischief
.
I
am
not
always
pleased
with
her
affection
for
Hippolyta
.
However
enthusiastic
,
I
doubt
that
it
is
quite
so
simple
as
it
appears
.
'
In
which
philosophic
inference
,
not
communicated
to
Miss
Valence
,
but
the
fruit
of
observation
,
we
shall
perhaps
see
that
Rupert
was
justified
.
The
only
drawback
to
his
contentment
was
that
Ivor
did
not
write
;
while
if
Hippolyta
was
not
always
happy
,
she
ascribed
it
,
in
Lord
Trelingham
's
hearing
,
to
the
fact
that
her
father
had
sent
only
a
laconic
message
when
she
told
him
of
her
new
friends
,
to
the
effect
that
she
might
please
herself
in
the
matter
.
He
subjoined
,
it
is
true
,
a
hasty
postscript
,
but
it
contained
merely
these
words
,
'
You
know
that
I
bear
no
resentment
towards
Lord
Trelingham
.
'
This
was
not
all
she
wanted
by
any
means
;
although
the
Earl
,
resolved
upon
looking
at
things
in
a
Christian
light
,
took
it
as
a
concession
and
bade
her
not
lose
heart
.
He
did
not
inquire
where
Colonel
Valence
was
;
and
though
she
wrote
frequently
,
she
neither
spoke
of
his
doings
nor
expressed
anxiety
for
his
return
.
No
one
could
suppose
that
she
did
not
love
her
father
;
but
,
though
impressionable
,
her
nerves
had
been
schooled
from
the
first
,
and
the
Colonel
's
uncertain
and
wandering
life
was
too
familiar
an
experience
to
make
her
uneasy
.
Still
,
she
was
alone
in
the
world
,
—
a
perilous
situation
for
a
maiden
of
nineteen
.
Adviser
she
had
none
;
her
Spanish
relatives
,
if
such
existed
,
did
not
come
within
reach
of
her
;
nor
were
the
Trelingham
family
,
however
amiable
,
of
the
kind
to
influence
one
who
had
been
educated
on
principles
which
the
Earl
abhorred
,
and
which
Lady
May
,
in
spite
of
her
varied
accomplishments
and
real
intellect
,
could
not
have
understood
.
It
can
hardly
be
questioned
,
indeed
,
that
if
Lord
Trelingham
had
realised
how
far
they
were
from
being
abstract
theories
,
and
what
a
bearing
they
had
on
life
,
his
compassion
for
Hippolyta
would
have
been
vanquished
by
his
dread
of
their
contagion
.
Rupert
was
destined
to
know
a
little
more
of
them
.
It
was
that
difficult
time
of
day
,
for
an
artist
in
a
country-house
,
which
begins
somewhere
about
four
o'clock
in
winter
and
lasts
till
the
dinner-bell
puts
an
end
to
it
,
when
Glanville
,
who
had
been
at
work
in
the
Great
Hall
since
morning
,
and
felt
so
tired
that
he
did
not
know
what
to
do
with
himself
,
entered
the
many-windowed
drawing-room
which
was
then
empty
,
and
walking
across
its
wide
expanse
,
threw
himself
into
one
of
the
cushioned
embrasures
where
he
could
lie
at
ease
and
look
out
at
the
sea
beyond
.
An
immense
wood-fire
was
burning
on
the
hearth
,
and
Rupert
,
to
get
away
from
the
blaze
,
had
chosen
a
window
as
far
from
it
as
possible
,
drawing
the
heavy
velvet
curtains
about
him
so
as
to
be
screened
and
comfortable
.
He
soon
grew
tired
of
watching
the
misty
waters
;
his
eyes
closed
,
and
the
young
man
fell
into
an
innocent
and
refreshing
sleep
.
How
long
his
slumber
continued
is
immaterial
to
the
story
;
but
it
was
broken
in
upon
by
the
sound
of
voices
at
no
great
distance
,
and
as
he
slowly
came
back
to
himself
he
heard
an
animated
conversation
sustained
by
the
three
ladies
,
who
,
though
not
resembling
the
withered
hags
of
fable
,
were
weaving
his
destiny
among
them
.
It
was
dark
on
the
terrace
;
but
through
the
aperture
of
the
curtains
he
could
observe
the
flickering
light
of
the
wood-fire
and
the
figures
seated
near
it
,
—
Lady
May
with
a
cup
in
her
hand
,
sitting
upright
and
addressing
Karina
,
who
was
in
the
act
of
laying
a
book
on
the
sofa
where
she
half
reclined
.
Hippolyta
,
buried
in
the
depths
of
a
huge
arm-chair
,
was
looking
straight
into
the
flames
,
but
,
as
her
expression
showed
,
had
an
ear
for
the
discussion
that
was
going
on
.
Animated
it
certainly
was
;
with
less
refinement
of
manner
it
would
have
appeared
a
downright
quarrel
.
Lady
May
was
speaking
.
'
You
said
the
other
day
,
Karina
,
that
I
was
severe
upon
your
reading
.
That
would
be
absurd
in
me
.
But
I
do
think
your
uncle
would
be
scandalised
if
he
saw
this
kind
of
literature
in
the
hands
of
any
woman
.
'
'
Oh
,
Uncle
William
is
so
precise
,
'
cried
the
Countess
,
'
he
would
not
read
such
a
book
himself
,
of
course
;
but
he
belongs
to
a
past
generation
when
English
people
read
nothing
but
the
Prayer-Book
and
the
Quarterly
Review
.
Why
should
n't
I
read
anything
that
is
clever
?
Besides
,
this
is
not
one
of
the
new
romances
.
It
is
an
old
favourite
of
mine
.
Everybody
in
France
knows
Rousseau
's
Confessions
,
or
knows
about
them
.
What
do
you
say
,
Miss
Valence
?
You
,
of
course
,
read
everything
.
'
She
looked
at
Hippolyta
,
who
did
not
stir
,
but
replied
:
'
What
does
your
cousin
say
?
That
is
of
more
consequence
than
my
opinion
.
'
'
I
say
,
'
answered
Lady
May
very
decidedly
,
'
that
no
woman
can
read
the
French
literature
of
the
last
century
and
not
be
degraded
.
'
'
Then
you
have
not
read
it
yourself
?
'
said
the
Countess
,
in
a
tone
of
mocking
inquiry
.
'
Not
much
;
but
I
know
many
,
both
men
and
women
,
that
have
,
and
whether
they
admire
it
or
no
,
they
are
agreed
as
to
its
character
.
What
good
can
it
do
you
,
Karina
?
'
'
What
good
?
it
amuses
me
.
It
tells
me
all
kinds
of
things
I
want
to
know
,
—
how
people
dressed
,
and
talked
,
and
ate
,
and
travelled
,
and
made
love
,
and
ran
away
from
one
another
,
a
hundred
years
ago
,
and
ever
so
much
more
.
It
must
have
been
a
very
pleasant
world
,
not
like
these
horrid
days
when
if
you
do
anything
it
is
put
in
the
papers
.
And
I
adore
sentiment
,
and
virtue
,
and
humanity
,
and
all
those
things
.
I
wish
we
could
have
a
Petit
Trianon
and
they
would
let
me
keep
cows
,
as
Marie
Antoinette
did
.
'
'
What
tinsel
and
paste
!
'
said
Lady
May
indignantly
.
'
Yes
,
sentiment
and
virtue
in
the
mouth
of
Rousseau
were
indeed
exquisite
.
But
how
can
you
talk
in
that
idle
way
about
their
love-making
!
There
was
no
such
thing
as
love
in
the
eighteenth
century
.
'
'
Paul
and
Virginia
?
'
objected
Hippolyta
,
still
keeping
her
eyes
on
the
fire
.
'
Yes
,
in
romance
I
grant
.
And
Lotte
also
was
a
reality
when
she
cut
bread
and
butter
for
the
children
;
but
Werther
was
not
when
he
wept
and
raved
about
her
—
he
was
only
Goethe
the
sentimental
,
describing
his
fancies
,
which
were
the
one
kind
of
love
he
had
experienced
or
knew
anything
about
.
'
'
I
agree
with
you
there
,
'
said
Hippolyta
;
'
all
Goethe
's
love-making
was
sentimental
egoism
;
like
the
Spectre
of
the
Brocken
it
reflected
himself
.
'
'
And
Jean
Jacques
,
what
do
you
think
of
him
?
'
inquired
the
Countess
.
'
I
have
read
him
too
little
to
form
a
judgment
.
That
book
on
the
sofa
I
began
one
day
,
but
I
could
not
go
on
with
it
.
I
felt
—
it
is
hard
to
give
another
the
exact
impression
—
as
if
,
then
,
I
had
been
imprisoned
in
a
hot-house
,
with
strange
flowers
all
round
,
the
odour
of
which
was
sickening
and
a
deadly
poison
.
I
should
not
like
to
breathe
such
a
moral
atmosphere
long
.
'
'
How
very
astonishing
!
'
exclaimed
Karina
;
'
you
talk
like
one
of
the
good
people
,
like
my
uncle
,
almost
.
I
thought
you
did
not
mind
such
things
.
'
Hippolyta
looked
round
now
.
She
was
very
much
hurt
.
'
I
mind
them
a
great
deal
,
'
she
said
;
'
why
do
you
think
I
do
not
mind
them
?
I
have
never
given
you
reason
.
'
She
spoke
very
sorrowfully
,
not
as
if
she
were
angry
or
insulted
.
'
My
dear
child
,
'
the
Countess
cried
,
'
I
am
so
sorry
to
have
hurt
your
feelings
.
I
do
n't
mind
things
when
I
read
them
.
But
as
you
were
brought
up
without
religion
,
I
fancied
you
would
not
be
prejudiced
against
Jean
Jacques
,
like
my
cousin
.
'
'
Prejudiced
!
no
,
'
said
Hippolyta
,
'
that
I
am
not
.
Personally
,
I
have
an
affection
for
him
,
his
life
was
so
miserable
and
he
seemed
made
for
better
things
.
Jean
Jacques
was
not
irreligious
,
even
in
your
sense
.
But
,
as
for
my
education
,
I
see
you
do
not
understand
what
it
has
been
.
Shall
I
tell
you
?
'
'
Do
,
'
said
the
Countess
;
and
'
only
as
much
as
you
choose
,
'
said
Lady
May
.
They
were
both
interested
;
but
Lady
May
was
somewhat
doubtful
as
to
the
propriety
of
revelations
which
,
innocent
enough
on
the
lips
of
Miss
Valence
,
might
confirm
the
Countess
in
her
evil
ways
.
'
It
will
not
be
so
dreadful
,
I
hope
,
'
said
Hippolyta
with
a
smile
at
Lady
May
.
'
I
have
been
taught
on
principles
unlike
your
own
,
perhaps
,
but
I
have
never
done
anything
that
I
knew
to
be
wrong
.
My
days
have
gone
by
harmlessly
.
So
now
I
may
begin
"
The
Story
of
Hippolyta
Valence
,
told
by
herself
.
"
There
is
no
need
of
an
introduction
.
'
Thus
far
the
listener
behind
the
curtain
had
felt
assured
that
he
should
only
terrify
a
peaceful
company
of
ladies
by
appearing
in
their
midst
from
his
place
of
concealment
.
But
now
he
was
in
a
frightful
dilemma
.
To
escape
unobserved
was
impossible
,
to
stay
where
he
found
himself
was
still
more
impossible
.
He
looked
across
at
the
doors
.
They
might
as
well
have
been
a
thousand
miles
off
;
neither
to
the
one
nor
the
other
could
he
get
without
passing
the
ladies
who
occupied
that
side
of
the
room
in
force
.
He
thought
,
as
desperate
men
will
,
of
impossible
alternatives
—
of
opening
the
heavy
window
,
and
getting
out
on
the
terrace
;
but
that
,
too
,
meant
noise
and
discovery
.
If
only
it
had
been
the
French
window
lower
down
!
There
is
a
fate
in
these
things
.
Instant
decision
alone
could
save
him
,
and
to
decide
instantly
was
out
of
the
question
.
Hippolyta
had
begun
;
he
did
not
know
what
to
do
;
he
must
remain
there
imprisoned
and
trust
to
a
kindly
Providence
to
interpose
in
his
favour
.
Some
one
might
come
in
,
or
the
ladies
might
depart
without
knowing
they
had
had
an
auditor
.
He
closed
his
eyes
,
but
sleep
would
not
come
,
even
if
,
which
I
take
leave
to
doubt
,
it
had
been
seriously
invoked
.
After
all
,
Rupert
was
human
;
he
had
resolved
that
Hippolyta
should
be
his
,
and
nothing
he
might
hear
would
shake
his
resolution
.
These
confidences
must
have
come
after
marriage
;
there
was
no
great
harm
in
hearing
them
before
.
Thus
he
argued
,
listening
the
while
to
Hippolyta
's
voice
,
which
sounded
in
his
ears
like
an
evening
bell
in
the
distance
,
full
of
dreaming
melody
.
For
even
now
he
was
not
thoroughly
roused
,
though
sleep
had
fled
from
him
.
'
I
was
born
,
'
said
Hippolyta
,
'
in
Spain
,
not
far
from
Barcelona
,
where
,
as
I
mentioned
to
Lord
Trelingham
,
my
father
and
mother
lived
for
some
time
after
their
marriage
.
They
were
devoted
to
one
another
and
to
me
.
My
mother
had
little
or
nothing
,
however
,
to
do
with
my
education
.
She
was
not
strong
,
and
her
friend
or
servant
—
but
we
do
not
call
any
one
a
servant
in
our
way
of
speaking
,
—
her
friend
,
therefore
,
Dolores
,
took
charge
of
me
and
taught
me
all
she
knew
as
soon
as
I
was
capable
of
learning
.
She
had
never
been
out
of
her
native
country
,
and
her
ways
were
primitive
enough
,
as
I
saw
by
comparison
with
those
of
English
people
when
I
came
across
them
.
But
this
advantage
they
had
,
I
could
have
lived
among
the
peasantry
in
whose
neighbourhood
I
spent
my
earliest
years
with
no
less
comfort
and
happiness
than
any
of
their
daughters
.
I
know
the
use
of
right
hand
and
left
;
I
can
take
care
of
myself
and
am
not
afraid
to
live
alone
or
to
go
anywhere
I
wish
.
It
was
,
indeed
,
the
main
principle
of
my
father
's
teaching
that
a
woman
who
needed
service
or
attendance
was
no
better
than
a
child
.
He
thought
Nature
had
made
us
free
by
giving
us
eyes
and
brains
and
a
pair
of
hands
;
that
it
is
an
evil
custom
which
,
by
degrading
women
to
be
mere
play-things
and
ornaments
,
has
enslaved
men
.
He
was
an
ardent
admirer
of
Shelley
,
and
like
him
he
preached
the
emancipation
of
the
whole
human
race
.
'
'
An
admirable
thing
,
'
said
Lady
May
;
'
but
how
did
he
propose
to
accomplish
it
?
'
Hippolyta
answered
immediately
,
'
By
making
the
two
sexes
equal
and
free
.
'
'
I
should
like
that
,
indeed
,
'
exclaimed
Karina
;
'
but
the
men
are
too
strong
for
us
,
and
not
easily
persuaded
.
They
like
their
wives
to
be
dependent
on
them
for
everything
.
'
'
The
new
creed
finds
a
short
way
out
of
that
difficulty
,
at
any
rate
,
'
said
Hippolyta
with
kindling
cheeks
.
'
If
marriage
is
slavery
,
if
it
cannot
be
reformed
,
it
must
be
abolished
.
'
The
Countess
looked
horrified
.
Lady
May
beckoned
to
her
cousin
to
keep
still
.
'
Karina
is
interrupting
you
with
her
questions
,
'
she
said
,
'
but
we
can
ask
questions
afterwards
.
Your
own
story
is
what
we
should
be
most
interested
in
hearing
now
.
'
'
I
will
go
on
with
it
,
'
said
Hippolyta
.
'
As
I
was
remarking
,
my
father
held
by
the
equality
of
the
sexes
,
and
would
have
their
education
assimilated
in
most
things
.
The
boys
should
be
taught
not
to
live
like
barbarians
;
the
girls
to
use
their
limbs
and
their
understandings
.
He
would
have
them
frequent
the
same
schools
and
rival
one
another
in
study
.
I
daresay
you
know
that
he
was
a
Greek
scholar
at
the
University
of
Cambridge
.
He
loved
to
throw
his
principles
into
the
shape
of
the
antique
stories
;
and
thus
he
often
warned
me
that
he
meant
to
give
me
the
training
of
those
heroic
women
,
the
Amazons
,
who
called
themselves
"
equal
to
men
.
"
That
is
how
I
came
by
my
name
Hippolyta
.
My
mother
said
I
should
never
be
tall
enough
to
suit
such
a
splendid
appellation
,
and
wished
me
to
be
called
Titania
,
which
is
perhaps
the
prettier
of
the
two
.
'
'
And
did
you
go
to
school
abroad
?
'
asked
Lady
May
;
'
you
must
have
gone
to
America
for
the
mixed
education
Colonel
Valence
wanted
.
'
'
No
,
we
lived
such
an
unsettled
life
.
Besides
,
my
father
would
not
have
sent
me
to
a
boarding-school
.
I
learned
all
that
was
necessary
at
home
.
My
father
instructed
me
in
books
of
every
kind
;
he
taught
me
history
,
and
gave
me
an
enthusiasm
for
the
great
movement
in
which
he
was
playing
so
many
parts
.
And
my
mother
,
lying
on
her
couch
,
could
show
me
how
to
make
my
own
dresses
,
which
I
have
always
done
since
.
'
'
You
wonderful
being
!
'
said
the
Countess
.
'
I
thought
you
must
have
gone
to
a
very
good
couturière
;
but
it
was
your
mother
,
I
suppose
.
'
'
I
do
not
think
she
could
ever
have
had
the
money
,
'
replied
Hippolyta
;
'
she
was
a
poor
girl
of
Barcelona
,
whose
father
was
shot
by
my
father
's
side
on
the
barricades
;
and
that
was
how
he
came
to
know
her
first
,
having
to
inform
her
as
gently
as
he
could
that
she
was
an
orphan
.
I
liked
to
hear
my
mother
tell
the
story
over
again
,
and
often
asked
her
for
it
.
Poor
dear
mother
,
I
miss
her
every
day
I
live
!
'
Glanville
did
not
scruple
about
listening
now
.
He
felt
touched
to
the
heart
.
Hippolyta
was
not
crying
,
but
her
subdued
tones
were
full
of
pathos
;
and
as
if
the
last
words
had
stirred
recollections
which
she
could
not
trust
herself
to
utter
,
she
became
silent
for
two
or
three
minutes
,
while
the
Countess
and
Lady
May
exchanged
glances
of
surprise
.
Here
was
a
revelation
.
Miss
Valence
was
a
gentlewoman
,
then
,
only
by
courtesy
;
for
her
father
had
renounced
his
station
and
her
mother
had
none
to
renounce
.
'
Yes
,
'
she
resumed
,
'
I
am
of
the
people
,
and
am
proud
to
inherit
from
my
mother
an
affection
for
them
,
which
has
been
my
chief
happiness
.
She
could
not
read
or
write
;
she
had
never
gone
to
school
and
did
not
know
what
was
meant
by
the
word
history
.
But
she
could
sing
the
ancient
ballads
and
songs
of
the
peasants
which
are
all
the
history
Spain
possesses
,
and
I
learnt
to
sing
them
from
her
.
She
had
only
one
religion
—
my
father
;
he
was
to
her
all
that
the
world
could
bestow
of
brave
or
admirable
;
and
that
idolatry
came
natural
,
as
you
may
suppose
,
to
me
.
He
was
often
serious
,
never
harsh
.
He
showed
me
the
meaning
of
poetry
,
gave
me
large
freedom
,
and
brought
into
play
as
early
as
possible
the
powers
of
reason
and
conscience
,
not
of
fear
,
servility
,
or
custom
.
The
time
must
arrive
,
he
said
,
when
I
should
have
only
myself
to
depend
on
.
He
would
not
leave
me
the
property
which
had
been
his
;
it
was
to
be
thrown
into
the
common
stock
of
the
brotherhood
.
So
that
unless
hand
or
brain
could
support
me
I
should
fare
ill
.
'
'
But
that
is
monstrous
!
'
exclaimed
Lady
May
;
'
what
,
to
leave
his
only
child
a
beggar
!
Excuse
my
vehemence
,
'
she
added
,
'
I
see
you
do
not
agree
with
me
.
'
'
I
partly
understand
you
,
but
how
could
I
agree
with
you
,
my
dear
Lady
May
?
I
shall
not
be
a
beggar
whilst
I
have
myself
.
Were
I
helpless
in
mind
or
body
,
the
question
would
be
different
.
For
such
cases
provision
is
to
be
made
in
the
new
order
of
things
.
'
'
But
,
positively
,
you
are
living
in
Utopia
,
'
said
the
Earl
's
daughter
;
'
cannot
you
see
that
these
are
the
idlest
dreams
?
Does
Colonel
Valence
hope
to
pull
the
world
together
at
its
four
corners
?
'
'
I
suppose
you
would
describe
it
so
,
'
answered
Hippolyta
.
'
My
father
believes
in
a
moral
dynamite
which
will
leave
only
such
things
standing
as
reason
cannot
overthrow
.
Whatever
ought
to
succumb
will
succumb
.
Else
we
should
be
governed
by
dead
men
who
have
lain
in
their
graves
for
thousands
of
years
.
Regeneration
springs
out
of
the
depths
;
it
will
be
the
people
's
doing
.
'
'
But
,
anyhow
,
it
will
not
come
yet
,
'
persisted
Lady
May
,
in
whose
eyes
the
frantic
delusion
of
the
whole
business
was
heightened
by
Hippolyta
's
composure
.
'
Come
it
will
not
in
our
time
,
and
how
are
you
,
and
such
as
you
,
to
live
?
'
'
As
for
me
,
I
am
better
able
to
make
my
way
without
assistance
than
nine
girls
out
of
ten
.
I
can
scrub
the
floor
,
and
blacklead
stoves
.
I
can
set
type
.
I
can
speak
and
write
a
certain
number
of
languages
,
and
make
my
own
dresses
.
Can
you
do
as
much
,
Countess
?
'
she
asked
with
a
pleasant
glance
towards
the
reclining
beauty
.
'
Heaven
forbid
!
'
said
the
Countess
.
'
I
can
speak
like
a
parrot
any
language
I
hear
spoken
about
me
.
But
I
have
not
a
housemaid
's
gifts
nor
a
printer
's
.
'
'
More
is
the
pity
,
'
replied
Hippolyta
.
'
However
,
since
I
can
do
these
things
,
I
do
not
mind
facing
the
world
.
Moreover
,
I
have
the
comfort
of
thinking
that
I
eat
no
morsel
which
I
have
not
earned
.
'
'
Well
,
'
said
Karina
,
'
I
never
earned
anything
,
and
I
never
shall
.
But
that
does
not
signify
.
You
would
not
condemn
me
to
starve
like
Ugolino
,
would
you
,
if
the
Revolution
came
?
'
'
No
;
I
should
keep
you
in
a
golden
cage
,
as
a
beautiful
curiosity
of
the
past
,
'
said
Hippolyta
,
'
and
you
should
subsist
on
the
money
taken
at
the
doors
.
'
They
both
laughed
at
this
sudden
fancy
,
which
was
as
novel
to
the
speaker
as
to
the
person
that
figured
in
it
.
'
But
what
did
you
mean
by
saying
it
does
not
signify
?
'
'
Oh
,
this
,
'
said
the
other
lady
:
'
I
wanted
to
ask
you
whether
there
would
be
marrying
and
giving
in
marriage
when
your
father
had
his
way
.
You
said
not
,
at
the
beginning
.
'
'
I
said
,
or
at
least
I
had
it
in
mind
to
say
,
that
there
should
be
no
marriages
of
interest
,
or
convenance
,
or
without
affection
on
both
sides
.
There
should
be
no
slavery
in
marriage
,
no
women
shut
up
in
a
moral
seraglio
with
the
bolts
and
bars
of
the
law
keeping
them
in
durance
while
their
husbands
were
free
.
They
should
cease
to
be
chattels
.
Where
there
was
love
there
should
be
marriage
;
and
when
love
ended
marriage
should
end
too
.
I
would
burn
the
body
when
the
spirit
was
fled
;
the
coffin
you
call
marriage
with
the
corpse
of
a
dead
affection
.
'
Lady
May
had
become
very
thoughtful
.
She
raised
her
eyes
and
looked
steadily
at
Hippolyta
till
she
had
done
speaking
,
and
then
said
,
with
remarkable
earnestness
,
'
Is
not
that
the
doctrine
of
Free
Love
?
'
'
If
you
like
,
'
replied
the
young
enthusiast
,
'
but
I
call
it
Free
Marriage
.
'
'
Where
is
the
difference
?
I
can
see
none
,
'
said
Lady
May
.
'
That
would
be
a
long
story
.
Love
ought
to
be
free
,
or
it
is
worthless
.
But
you
understand
by
free
love
yielding
to
every
impulse
of
the
passions
,
and
I
mean
obeying
the
true
woman
's
heart
and
despising
tyrannical
laws
and
usages
.
My
father
's
motto
has
ever
been
,
to
distrust
impulse
and
to
despise
custom
.
They
are
his
very
words
.
'
'
But
a
woman
has
nothing
to
go
upon
except
impulse
and
custom
,
'
said
Lady
May
.
'
It
is
exactly
how
I
should
describe
her
life
.
Men
,
of
course
,
have
something
else
;
they
are
strong
,
and
can
override
custom
and
put
down
their
impulses
.
'
'
And
why
should
a
woman
not
do
the
same
?
She
is
strong
in
her
affections
,
and
she
might
be
as
strong
in
her
reason
if
she
were
shown
how
.
At
any
rate
,
when
I
learnt
from
my
father
that
we
women
have
