uncomfortableday
in
the
whole
week
.
Do
n't
you
know
it
?
You
go
upstairs
in
the
accustomed
way
,
fearing
nothing
;
but
when
you
open
the
door
you
find
the
air
dark
with
dust
and
the
floor
with
tea-leaves
,
and
nothing
looking
as
it
ought
to
look
.
Prone
on
its
face
on
the
bed
,
covered
with
a
winding-sheet
,
lies
your
overthrown
looking-glass
;
and
underneath
it
,
in
a
shapeless
mass
,
are
huddled
together
all
the
things
that
you
hold
dearest
upon
earth
.
You
thrust
in
your
hand
to
get
something
that
you
want
,
and
it
is
a
pure
chance
whether
your
Bible
or
your
button-hook
rises
to
the
surface
.
And
it
seems
to
me
that
transition
periods
are
just
like
that
.
"
"
How
volatile
you
are
!
One
minute
you
are
so
serious
and
the
next
so
frivolous
that
I
fail
to
follow
you
.
I
often
think
that
you
must
have
some
foreign
blood
in
your
veins
,
you
are
so
utterly
different
from
the
typical
,
stolid
,
shy
,
self-conscious
English-woman
.
"
"
I
hope
you
do
n't
think
I
was
made
in
Germany
,
like
cheap
china
and
imitation
Astrakhan
.
"
"
Heaven
forbid
!
The
Germans
are
more
stolid
and
serious
than
the
English
.
But
you
must
have
a
Celtic
ancestor
in
you
somewhere
.
Have
n't
you
?
"
"
Well
,
to
tell
you
the
truth
,
my
great-grandmother
was
a
Manxwoman
;
but
we
are
ashamed
to
talk
much
about
her
,
because
it
sounds
as
if
she
'd
had
no
tail
.
"
"
Then
you
must
have
inherited
your
temperament
from
her
.
But
now
I
want
to
talk
to
you
seriously
about
doing
something
for
the
men
who
work
in
the
coal-pits
,
and
who
—
more
even
than
the
rest
of
their
class
—
are
shut
out
from
the
joy
and
beauty
of
the
world
.
Their
lives
not
only
are
made
hideous
,
but
are
also
shortened
,
by
the
nature
of
their
toil
.
Do
you
know
what
the
average
life
of
a
miner
is
?
"
"
Of
course
I
do
:
twenty-one
years
.
"
Alan
frowned
;
he
disapproved
of
jokes
even
more
than
of
creeds
,
and
understood
them
equally
.
"
Miss
Farringdon
,
you
are
not
behaving
fairly
to
me
.
You
know
what
I
mean
well
enough
,
but
you
wilfully
misunderstand
my
words
for
the
sake
of
laughing
at
them
.
But
I
will
make
you
listen
,
all
the
same
.
I
want
to
know
if
you
will
help
me
in
my
work
by
becoming
my
wife
;
and
I
think
that
even
you
can
not
help
answering
that
question
seriously
.
"
The
laughter
vanished
from
Elisabeth
's
face
,
as
if
it
had
been
wiped
out
with
a
sponge
.
"
Oh
!
I
—
I
do
n't
know
,
"
she
murmured
lamely
.
"
Then
you
must
find
out
.
To
me
it
seems
that
you
are
the
one
woman
in
all
the
world
who
was
made
for
me
.
Your
personality
attracted
me
the
first
moment
that
I
met
you
;
and
our
subsequent
companionship
has
proved
that
our
minds
habitually
run
in
the
same
grooves
,
and
that
we
naturally
look
at
things
from
the
same
standpoint
.
That
is
so
,
is
it
not
?
"
"
Yes
.
"
"
The
only
serious
difference
between
us
seemed
to
be
the
difference
of
faith
.
You
had
been
trained
in
the
doctrines
of
one
of
the
strictest
sects
,
while
I
had
outgrown
all
dogmas
and
thrown
aside
all
recognised
forms
of
religion
.
So
strong
were
my
feelings
on
this
point
,
that
I
would
not
have
married
any
woman
who
still
clung
to
the
worn-out
and
(
by
me
)
disused
traditions
;
but
I
fancy
that
I
have
succeeded
in
converting
you
to
my
views
,
and
that
our
ideas
upon
religion
are
now
practically
identical
.
Is
not
that
so
?
"
Elisabeth
thought
for
a
moment
.
"
Yes
,
"
she
answered
slowly
;
"
you
have
taught
me
that
Christianity
,
like
all
the
other
old
religions
,
has
had
its
day
;
and
that
the
world
is
now
ready
for
a
new
dispensation
.
"
"
Exactly
;
and
for
a
dispensation
which
shall
unite
the
pure
ethics
of
the
Christian
to
the
joyous
vitality
of
the
Greek
,
eliminating
alike
the
melancholy
of
the
one
and
the
sensualism
of
the
other
.
You
agree
with
me
in
this
,
do
you
not
?
"
"
You
know
that
I
do
.
"
"
I
am
glad
,
because
—
as
I
said
before
—
I
could
not
bear
to
marry
any
woman
who
did
not
see
eye
to
eye
with
me
on
these
vital
matters
.
I
love
you
very
dearly
,
Elisabeth
,
and
it
would
be
a
great
grief
to
me
if
any
question
of
opinion
or
conviction
came
between
us
;
yet
I
do
not
believe
that
two
people
could
possibly
be
happy
together
—
however
much
they
might
love
each
other
—
if
they
were
not
one
with
each
other
on
subjects
such
as
these
.
"
Elisabeth
was
silent
;
she
was
too
much
excited
to
speak
.
Her
heart
was
thumping
like
the
great
hammer
at
the
Osierfield
,
and
she
was
trembling
all
over
.
So
she
held
her
peace
as
they
drove
up
the
principal
street
of
Silverhampton
and
across
the
King
's
Square
to
the
lych-gate
of
St.
Peter
's
Church
;
but
Alan
,
looking
into
the
tell-tale
face
he
knew
so
well
,
was
quite
content
.
Yet
as
she
sat
beside
Alan
in
St.
Peter
's
Church
that
summer
evening
,
and
thought
upon
what
she
had
just
done
,
a
great
sadness
filled
Elisabeth
's
soul
.
The
sun
shone
brightly
through
the
western
window
,
and
wrote
mystic
messages
upon
the
gray
stone
walls
;
but
the
lights
of
the
east
window
shone
pale
and
cold
in
the
distant
apse
,
where
the
Figure
of
the
Crucified
gleamed
white
upon
a
foundation
of
emerald
.
And
as
she
looked
at
the
Figure
,
which
the
world
has
wept
over
and
worshipped
for
nineteen
centuries
,
she
realized
that
this
was
the
Symbol
of
all
that
she
was
giving
up
and
leaving
behind
her
—
the
Sign
of
that
religion
of
love
and
sorrow
which
men
call
Christianity
.
She
felt
that
wisdom
must
be
justified
of
her
children
,
and
not
least
of
her
,
Elisabeth
Farringdon
;
nevertheless
,
she
mourned
for
the
myth
which
had
once
made
life
seem
fair
,
and
death
even
fairer
.
Although
she
had
outgrown
her
belief
in
it
,
its
beauty
had
still
power
to
touch
her
heart
,
if
not
to
convince
her
intellect
;
and
she
sighed
as
she
recalled
all
that
it
had
once
meant
,
and
how
it
had
appeared
to
be
the
one
satisfactory
solution
to
the
problems
which
weary
and
perplex
mankind
.
Now
she
must
face
all
the
problems
over
again
in
the
grim
twilight
of
dawning
science
,
with
no
longer
a
Star
of
Bethlehem
to
show
where
the
answer
might
be
found
;
and
her
spirit
quailed
at
the
pitiless
prospect
.
She
had
never
understood
before
how
much
that
Symbol
of
eternal
love
and
vicarious
suffering
had
been
to
her
,
nor
how
puzzling
would
be
the
path
through
the
wilderness
if
there
were
no
Crucifix
at
life
's
cross-roads
to
show
the
traveller
which
way
to
go
;
and
her
heart
grew
heavier
as
she
took
part
in
the
sacred
office
of
Evensong
,
and
thought
how
beautiful
it
all
would
be
if
only
it
were
true
.
She
longed
to
be
a
little
child
again
—
a
child
to
whom
the
things
which
are
not
seen
are
as
the
things
which
are
seen
,
and
the
things
which
are
not
as
the
things
which
are
;
and
she
could
have
cried
with
homesickness
when
she
remembered
how
firmly
she
had
once
believed
that
the
shadow
which
hung
over
the
Osierfield
was
a
pillar
of
cloud
by
day
and
a
pillar
of
fire
by
night
,
to
testify
that
God
was
still
watching
over
His
people
,
as
in
the
days
of
old
.
Now
she
knew
that
the
pillar
was
only
the
smoke
and
the
flame
of
human
industries
;
and
the
knowledge
brought
a
load
of
sadness
,
as
it
seemed
to
typify
that
there
was
no
longer
any
help
for
the
world
but
in
itself
.
When
the
Bishop
ascended
the
pulpit
,
Elisabeth
recalled
her
wandering
thoughts
and
set
herself
to
listen
.
No
one
who
possesses
a
drop
of
Nonconformist
blood
can
ever
succeed
in
not
listening
to
a
sermon
,
even
if
it
be
a
poor
one
;
and
the
Bishop
of
Merchester
was
one
of
the
finest
preachers
of
his
day
.
His
text
was
,
"
Blessed
art
thou
,
Simon
Barjona
:
for
flesh
and
blood
hath
not
revealed
it
unto
thee
"
;
and
he
endeavoured
to
set
forth
how
it
is
only
God
who
can
teach
men
about
God
,
and
how
flesh
and
blood
can
never
show
us
the
Christ
until
He
chooses
to
reveal
Himself
.
At
first
Elisabeth
listened
only
with
her
mind
,
expecting
an
intellectual
treat
and
nothing
more
;
but
as
he
went
on
,
and
showed
how
the
Call
comes
in
strange
places
and
at
strange
times
,
and
how
when
it
comes
there
is
no
resisting
it
,
her
heart
began
to
burn
within
her
;
and
she
recognised
the
preacher
,
not
only
as
a
man
of
divers
gifts
and
great
powers
,
but
as
the
ambassador
of
Christ
sent
direct
to
her
soul
.
Then
slowly
her
eyes
were
opened
,
and
she
knew
that
the
Figure
in
the
east
window
was
no
Sign
of
an
imaginary
renunciation
,
no
Symbol
of
a
worn-out
creed
,
but
the
portrait
of
a
living
Person
,
Whose
Voice
was
calling
her
,
and
Whose
Love
was
constraining
her
,
and
Whose
Power
was
enfolding
her
and
would
not
let
her
go
.
With
the
certainty
that
is
too
absolute
for
proof
,
she
knew
in
Whom
she
now
believed
;
and
she
knew
,
further
,
that
it
was
not
her
own
mind
nor
the
preacher
's
words
that
had
suddenly
shown
her
the
truth
—
flesh
and
blood
had
not
revealed
it
to
her
,
but
Christ
Himself
.
When
the
service
was
over
,
Elisabeth
came
out
into
the
sunlight
with
a
strange
,
new
,
exultant
feeling
,
such
as
she
had
never
felt
before
.
She
stood
in
the
old
churchyard
,
waiting
for
Alan
to
bring
round
the
dog-cart
,
and
watching
the
sun
set
beyond
the
distant
hills
;
and
she
was
conscious
—
how
she
could
not
explain
—
that
the
sunset
was
different
from
any
other
sunset
that
she
had
ever
seen
.
She
had
always
loved
nature
with
an
intense
love
;
but
now
there
seemed
a
richer
gold
in
the
parting
sunbeams
—
a
sweeter
mystery
behind
the
far-off
hills
—
because
of
that
Figure
in
the
east
window
.
It
was
as
if
she
saw
again
a
land
which
she
had
always
loved
,
and
now
learned
for
the
first
time
that
it
belonged
to
some
one
who
was
dear
to
her
;
a
new
sense
of
ownership
mingled
with
the
old
delight
,
and
gave
an
added
interest
to
the
smallest
detail
.
Then
she
and
Alan
turned
their
backs
to
the
sunset
,
and
drove
along
the
bleak
high-road
toward
Sedgehill
,
where
the
reflection
of
the
blast-furnaces
—
that
weird
aurora
borealis
of
the
Black
Country
—
was
already
beginning
to
pulsate
against
the
darkening
sky
.
And
here
again
Elisabeth
realized
that
for
her
the
old
things
had
passed
away
,
and
all
things
had
become
new
.
She
felt
that
her
childish
dream
was
true
,
and
that
the
crimson
light
was
indeed
a
pillar
of
fire
showing
that
the
Lord
was
in
the
midst
of
His
people
;
but
she
went
further
now
than
she
had
gone
in
her
day-dreams
,
and
knew
that
all
the
lights
and
shadows
of
life
are
but
pillars
of
cloud
and
of
fire
,
forthtelling
the
same
truth
to
all
who
have
seeing
eyes
and
understanding
hearts
.
Suddenly
the
silence
was
broken
by
Alan
.
"
I
have
been
thinking
about
you
during
the
service
,
and
building
all
sorts
of
castles
in
the
air
which
you
and
I
are
going
to
inhabit
together
.
But
we
must
not
let
the
old
faiths
hamper
us
,
Elisabeth
;
if
we
do
,
our
powers
will
be
impaired
by
prejudices
,
and
our
usefulness
will
be
limited
by
traditions
.
"
"
I
have
something
to
say
to
you
,
"
Elisabeth
replied
,
and
her
eyes
shone
like
stars
in
the
twilight
;
"
you
wo
n't
understand
it
,
but
I
must
say
it
all
the
same
.
In
church
to-night
,
for
the
first
time
in
my
life
,
I
heard
God
speaking
to
me
;
and
I
found
out
that
religion
is
no
string
of
dogmas
,
but
just
His
calling
us
by
name
.
"
Tremaine
looked
at
her
pityingly
.
"
You
are
overtired
and
overwrought
by
the
heat
,
and
the
excitement
of
the
sermon
has
been
too
much
for
you
.
But
you
will
be
all
right
again
to-morrow
,
never
fear
.
"
"
I
knew
you
would
n't
understand
,
and
I
ca
n't
explain
it
to
you
;
but
it
has
suddenly
all
become
quite
clear
to
me
—
all
the
things
that
I
have
puzzled
over
since
I
was
a
little
child
;
and
I
know
now
that
religion
is
not
our
attitude
toward
God
,
but
His
attitude
toward
us
.
"
"
Why
,
Elisabeth
,
you
are
saying
over
again
all
the
old
formulas
that
you
and
I
have
refuted
so
often
.
"
"
I
know
I
am
;
but
I
never
really
believed
in
them
till
now
.
I
ca
n't
argue
with
you
,
Alan
—
I
'm
not
clever
enough
—
and
besides
,
the
best
things
in
the
world
can
never
be
proved
by
argument
.
But
I
want
you
to
understand
that
the
Power
which
you
call
Christianity
is
stronger
than
human
wills
,
or
human
strength
,
or
even
human
love
;
and
now
that
it
has
once
laid
hold
upon
me
,
it
will
never
let
me
go
.
"
Alan
's
face
grew
pale
with
anger
.
"
I
see
;
your
old
associations
have
been
too
strong
for
you
.
"
"
It
is
n't
my
old
associations
,
or
my
early
training
,
or
anything
belonging
to
me
.
It
is
n't
me
at
all
.
It
is
just
His
Voice
calling
me
.
Ca
n't
you
understand
,
Alan
?
It
is
not
I
who
am
doing
it
all
—
it
is
He
.
"
There
was
a
short
silence
,
and
then
Tremaine
said
—
"
But
I
thought
you
loved
me
?
"
"
I
thought
so
too
,
but
perhaps
I
was
wrong
;
I
do
n't
know
.
All
I
know
is
that
this
new
feeling
is
stronger
than
any
feeling
I
ever
had
before
;
and
that
I
can
not
give
up
my
religion
,
whatever
it
may
cost
me
.
"
"
I
will
not
marry
a
woman
who
believes
in
the
old
faith
.
"
"
And
I
will
not
marry
a
man
who
does
not
.
"
Alan
's
voice
grew
hard
.
"
I
do
n't
believe
you
ever
loved
me
,
"
he
complained
.
"
I
do
n't
know
.
I
thought
I
did
;
but
perhaps
I
knew
as
little
about
love
as
you
know
about
religion
.
Perhaps
I
shall
find
a
real
love
some
day
which
will
be
as
different
from
my
friendship
for
you
as
this
new
knowledge
is
different
from
the
religion
that
Cousin
Maria
taught
me
.
I
'm
very
sorry
,
but
I
can
never
marry
you
now
.
"
"
You
would
have
given
up
your
religion
fast
enough
if
you
had
really
cared
for
me
,
"
sneered
Tremaine
.
Elisabeth
pondered
for
a
moment
,
with
the
old
contraction
of
her
eyebrows
.
"
I
do
n't
think
so
,
because
,
as
I
told
you
before
,
it
is
n't
really
my
doing
at
all
.
It
is
n't
that
I
wo
n't
give
up
my
religion
—
it
is
my
religion
that
wo
n't
give
up
me
.
Supposing
that
a
blind
man
wanted
to
marry
me
on
condition
that
I
would
believe
,
as
he
did
,
that
the
world
is
dark
:
I
could
n't
believe
it
,
however
much
I
loved
him
.
You
ca
n't
not
know
what
you
have
once
known
,
and
you
ca
n't
not
have
seen
what
you
have
seen
,
however
much
you
may
wish
to
do
so
,
or
however
much
other
people
may
wish
it
.
"
"
You
are
a
regular
woman
,
in
spite
of
all
your
cleverness
,
and
I
was
a
fool
to
imagine
that
you
would
prove
more
intelligent
in
the
long
run
than
the
rest
of
your
conventional
and
superstitious
sex
.
"
"
Please
forgive
me
for
hurting
you
,
"
besought
Elisabeth
.
"
It
is
not
only
that
you
have
hurt
me
,
but
I
am
so
disappointed
in
you
;
you
seemed
so
different
from
other
women
,
and
now
I
find
the
difference
was
merely
a
surface
one
.
"
"
I
am
so
sorry
,
"
Elisabeth
still
pleaded
.
Tremaine
laughed
bitterly
.
"
You
are
disappointed
in
yourself
,
I
should
imagine
.
You
posed
as
being
so
broad
and
modern
and
enlightened
,
and
yet
you
have
found
worn-out
dogmas
and
hackneyed
creeds
too
strong
for
you
.
"
Elisabeth
smiled
to
herself
.
"
No
;
but
I
have
found
the
Christ
,
"
she
answered
softly
.
FELICIA
FINDS
HAPPINESS
Give
me
that
peak
of
cloud
which
fills
The
sunset
with
its
gorgeous
form
,
Instead
of
these
familiar
hills
That
shield
me
from
the
storm
.
After
having
been
weighed
in
Elisabeth
's
balance
and
found
wanting
,
Alan
Tremaine
went
abroad
for
a
season
,
and
Sedgehill
knew
him
no
more
until
the
following
spring
.
During
that
time
Elisabeth
possessed
her
soul
and
grew
into
a
true
woman
—
a
woman
with
no
smallness
or
meanness
in
her
nature
,
but
with
certain
feminine
weaknesses
which
made
her
all
the
more
lovable
to
those
people
who
understood
her
,
and
all
the
more
incongruous
and
irritating
to
those
who
did
not
.
Christopher
,
too
,
rested
in
an
oasis
of
happiness
just
then
.
He
was
an
adept
in
the
study
of
Elisabeth
,
and
he
knew
perfectly
well
what
had
passed
between
her
and
Alan
,
although
she
flattered
herself
that
she
had
kept
him
completely
in
the
dark
on
the
subject
.
But
Christopher
was
always
ready
to
dance
to
Elisabeth
's
piping
,
except
when
it
happened
to
be
on
red-hot
iron
;
even
then
he
tried
to
obey
her
bidding
,
and
it
was
hardly
his
fault
if
he
failed
.
Christopher
Thornley
was
one
of
those
people
whose
temperament
and
surroundings
are
at
war
with
each
other
.
Such
people
are
not
few
in
this
world
,
though
they
themselves
are
frequently
quite
unaware
of
the
fact
;
nevertheless
,
there
is
always
an
element
of
tragedy
in
their
lot
.
By
nature
he
was
romantic
and
passionate
and
chivalrous
,
endowed
with
an
enthusiastic
admiration
for
beauty
and
an
ardent
longing
for
all
forms
of
joyousness
;
and
he
had
been
trained
in
a
school
of
thought
where
all
merely
human
joys
and
attractions
are
counted
as
unimportant
if
not
sinful
,
and
where
wisdom
and
righteousness
are
held
to
be
the
two
only
ends
of
life
.
Perhaps
in
a
former
existence
—
or
in
the
person
of
some
remote
ancestor
—
Christopher
had
been
a
knightly
and
devoted
cavalier
,
ready
to
lay
down
his
life
for
Church
and
king
,
and
in
the
meantime
spending
his
days
in
writing
odes
to
his
mistress
's
eyebrow
;
and
now
he
had
been
born
into
a
strict
Puritan
atmosphere
,
where
principles
rather
than
persons
commanded
men
's
loyalty
,
and
where
romance
was
held
to
be
a
temptation
of
the
flesh
if
not
a
snare
of
the
devil
.
He
possessed
a
great
capacity
for
happiness
,
and
for
enjoyment
of
all
kinds
;
consequently
the
dull
routine
of
business
was
more
distasteful
to
him
than
to
a
man
of
coarser
fibre
and
less
fastidious
tastes
.
Christopher
was
one
of
the
people
who
are
specially
fitted
by
nature
to
appreciate
to
the
full
all
the
refinements
and
accessories
of
wealth
and
culture
;
therefore
his
position
at
the
Osierfield
was
more
trying
to
him
than
it
would
have
been
to
nine
men
out
of
every
ten
.
When
spring
came
back
again
,
Alan
Tremaine
came
with
it
to
the
Moat
House
;
and
at
the
same
time
Felicia
Herbert
arrived
on
a
visit
to
the
Willows
.
Alan
had
enough
of
the
woman
in
his
nature
to
decide
that
—
Elisabeth
not
being
meant
for
him
—
Elisabeth
was
not
worth
the
having
;
but
,
although
she
had
not
filled
his
life
so
completely
as
to
make
it
unendurable
without
her
,
she
had
occupied
his
thoughts
sufficiently
to
make
feminine
society
and
sympathy
thenceforth
a
necessity
of
his
being
.
So
it
came
to
pass
that
when
he
met
Felicia
and
saw
that
she
was
fair
,
he
straightway
elected
her
to
the
office
which
Elisabeth
had
created
and
then
declined
to
fill
;
and
because
human
nature
—
and
especially
young
human
nature
—
is
stronger
even
than
early
training
or
old
associations
,
Felicia
fell
in
love
with
him
in
return
,
in
spite
of
(
possibly
because
of
)
her
former
violent
prejudice
against
him
.
To
expect
a
person
to
be
a
monster
and
then
to
find
he
is
a
man
,
has
very
much
the
same
effect
as
expecting
a
person
to
be
a
man
and
finding
him
a
fairy
prince
;
we
accord
him
our
admiration
for
being
so
much
better
than
our
fancy
painted
him
,
and
we
crave
his
forgiveness
for
having
allowed
it
to
paint
him
in
such
false
colours
.
Then
we
long
to
make
some
reparation
to
him
for
our
unjust
judgment
;
and
—
if
we
happen
to
be
women
—
this
reparation
frequently
takes
the
form
of
ordering
his
dinner
for
the
rest
of
his
dining
days
,
and
of
giving
him
the
right
to
pay
our
dressmakers
'
bills
until
such
time
as
we
cease
to
be
troubled
with
them
.
Consequently
that
particular
year
the
spring
seemed
to
have
come
specially
for
the
benefit
of
Alan
and
Felicia
.
For
them
the
woods
were
carpeted
with
daffodils
,
and
the
meadows
were
decked
in
living
green
;
for
them
the
mountains
and
hills
broke
forth
into
singing
,
and
the
trees
of
the
field
clapped
their
hands
.
Most
men
and
women
have
known
one
spring-time
such
as
this
in
their
lives
,
whereof
all
the
other
spring-times
were
but
images
and
types
;
and
,
maybe
,
even
that
one
spring-time
was
but
an
image
and
a
type
of
the
great
New
Year
's
Day
which
shall
be
Time
's
to-morrow
.
But
while
these
two
were
wandering
together
in
fairyland
,
Elisabeth
felt
distinctly
left
out
in
the
cold
.
Felicia
was
her
friend
—
Alan
had
been
her
lover
;
and
now
they
had
drifted
off
into
a
strange
new
country
,
and
had
shut
the
door
in
her
face
.
There
was
no
place
for
her
in
this
fairyland
of
theirs
;
they
did
not
want
her
any
longer
;
and
although
she
was
too
large-hearted
for
petty
jealousies
,
she
could
not
stifle
that
pang
of
soreness
with
which
most
of
us
are
acquainted
,
when
our
fellow-travellers
slip
off
by
pairs
into
Eden
,
and
leave
us
to
walk
alone
upon
the
dusty
highway
.
Elisabeth
could
no
more
help
flirting
than
some
people
can
help
stammering
.
It
was
a
pity
,
no
doubt
;
but
it
would
have
been
absurd
to
blame
her
for
it
.
She
had
not
the
slightest
intention
of
breaking
anybody
's
heart
;
she
did
not
take
herself
seriously
enough
to
imagine
such
a
contingency
possible
;
but
the
desire
to
charm
was
so
strong
within
her
that
she
could
not
resist
it
;
and
she
took
as
much
trouble
to
win
the
admiration
of
women
as
of
men
.
Therefore
,
Alan
and
Felicia
having
done
with
her
,
for
the
time
being
,
she
turned
her
attention
to
Christopher
;
and
although
he
fully
comprehended
the
cause
,
he
none
the
less
enjoyed
the
effect
.
He
cherished
no
illusions
concerning
Elisabeth
,
for
the
which
he
was
perhaps
to
be
pitied
;
since
from
love
which
is
founded
upon
an
illusion
,
there
may
be
an
awakening
;
but
for
love
which
sees
its
objects
as
they
are
,
and
still
goes
on
loving
them
,
there
is
no
conceivable
cure
either
in
this
world
or
the
world
to
come
.
"
I
'm
not
jealous
by
nature
,
and
I
think
it
is
horrid
to
be
dog-in-the-mangerish
,
"
she
remarked
to
him
one
sunny
afternoon
,
when
Alan
and
Felicia
had
gone
off
together
to
Badgering
Woods
and
left
her
all
alone
,
until
Christopher
happened
to
drop
in
about
tea-time
.
He
had
a
way
of
appearing
upon
the
scene
when
Elisabeth
needed
him
,
and
of
effacing
himself
when
she
did
not
.
He
also
had
a
way
of
smoothing
down
all
the
little
faults
and
trials
and
difficulties
which
beset
her
path
,
and
of
making
for
her
the
rough
places
plain
.
"
But
I
ca
n't
help
feeling
it
is
rather
dull
when
a
man
who
has
been
in
love
with
you
suddenly
begins
to
be
in
love
with
another
girl
.
"
"
I
can
imagine
that
the
situation
has
its
drawbacks
.
"
"
Not
that
there
is
any
reason
why
he
should
n't
,
when
you
have
n't
been
in
love
with
him
yourself
.
"
"
Not
the
slightest
.
Even
I
,
whom
you
consider
an
epitome
of
all
that
is
stiff-necked
and
strait-laced
,
can
see
no
harm
in
that
.
It
seems
to
me
a
thing
that
a
man
might
do
on
a
Sunday
afternoon
without
in
any
way
jeopardizing
his
claim
to
universal
respect
.
"
"
Still
it
is
dull
for
the
woman
;
you
must
see
that
.
"
"
I
saw
it
the
moment
I
came
in
;
nevertheless
I
am
not
prepared
to
state
that
the
dulness
of
the
woman
is
a
consummation
so
devoutly
to
be
prayed
against
.
And
,
besides
,
it
is
n't
at
all
dull
for
the
other
woman
—
the
new
woman
—
you
know
.
"
"
And
of
course
the
other
woman
has
to
be
considered
.
"
"
I
suppose
she
has
,
"
Christopher
replied
;
"
but
I
ca
n't
for
the
life
of
me
see
why
,
"
he
added
under
his
breath
.
"
Let
's
go
into
the
garden
,
"
Elisabeth
said
,
rising
from
her
chair
;
"
nobody
is
in
but
me
,
and
it
is
so
stuffy
to
stay
in
the
house
now
we
have
finished
tea
.
Cousin
Maria
is
busy
succouring
the
poor
,
and
—
—
"
"
And
Miss
Herbert
is
equally
busy
consoling
the
rich
.
Is
that
it
?
"
"
That
is
about
what
it
comes
to
.
"
So
they
went
into
the
garden
where
they
had
played
as
children
,
and
sat
down
upon
the
rustic
seat
where
they
had
sat
together
scores
of
times
;
and
Elisabeth
thought
about
the
great
mystery
of
love
,
and
Christopher
thought
about
the
length
of
Elisabeth
's
eyelashes
.
"
Do
you
think
that
Alan
is
in
love
with
Felicia
?
"
the
girl
asked
at
last
.
"
Appearances
favour
the
supposition
,
"
replied
Christopher
.
"
You
once
said
he
was
n't
capable
of
loving
any
woman
.
"
"
I
know
I
did
;
but
that
did
n't
in
the
least
mean
that
he
was
n't
capable
of
loving
Miss
Herbert
.
"
"
She
is
very
attractive
;
even
you
like
her
better
than
you
like
me
,
"
Elisabeth
remarked
,
looking
at
him
through
the
very
eyelashes
about
which
he
was
thinking
.
"
I
wonder
at
it
,
but
nevertheless
you
do
.
"
"
One
never
can
explain
these
things
.
At
least
I
never
can
,
though
you
seem
to
possess
strange
gifts
of
divination
.
I
remember
that
you
once
expounded
to
me
that
either
affinity
or
infinity
was
at
the
root
of
these
matters
—
I
forget
which
.
"
"
She
is
certainly
good-looking
,
"
Elisabeth
went
on
.
"
She
is
;
her
dearest
friend
could
n't
deny
that
.
"
"
And
she
has
sweet
manners
.
"
"
Distinctly
sweet
.
She
is
the
sort
of
girl
that
people
call
restful
.
"
"
And
a
lovely
temper
.
"
Christopher
still
refused
to
be
drawn
.
"
So
I
conclude
.
I
have
never
ruffled
it
—
nor
tried
to
ruffle
it
—
nor
even
desired
to
ruffle
it
.
"
"
Do
you
like
ruffling
people
's
tempers
?
"
"
Some
people
's
tempers
,
extremely
.
"
"
What
sort
of
people
's
?
"
"
I
do
n't
know
.
I
never
schedule
people
into
'
sorts
,
'
as
you
do
.
The
people
I
care
about
can
not
be
counted
by
'
sorts
'
:
there
is
one
made
of
each
,
and
then
the
mould
is
broken
.
"
"
You
do
like
Felicia
better
than
me
,
do
n't
you
?
"
Elisabeth
asked
,
after
a
moment
's
silence
.
"
So
you
say
,
and
as
you
are
a
specialist
in
these
matters
I
think
it
wise
to
take
your
statements
on
faith
without
attempting
to
dispute
them
.
"
"
Chris
,
you
are
a
goose
!
"
"
I
know
that
—
far
better
than
you
do
.
"
And
Christopher
sighed
.
"
But
I
like
you
all
the
same
.
"
"
That
is
highly
satisfactory
.
"
"
I
believe
I
always
liked
you
better
than
Alan
,
"
Elisabeth
continued
,
"
only
his
way
of
talking
about
things
dazzled
me
somehow
.
But
after
a
time
I
found
out
that
he
always
said
more
than
he
meant
,
while
you
always
mean
more
than
you
say
.
"
"
Oh
!
Tremaine
is
n't
half
a
bad
fellow
:
his
talk
is
,
as
you
say
,
a
little
high-flown
;
but
he
takes
himself
in
more
than
he
takes
in
other
people
,
and
he
really
means
well
.
"
Christopher
could
afford
to
be
magnanimous
toward
Alan
,
now
that
Elisabeth
was
the
reverse
.
"
I
remember
that
day
at
Pembruge
Castle
,
while
he
was
talking
to
me
about
the
troubles
of
the
poor
you
were
rowing
Johnnie
Stubbs
about
on
the
mere
.
That
was
just
the
difference
between
you
and
him
.
"
"
Oh
!
there
was
n't
much
in
that
,
"
replied
Christopher
;
"
if
you
had
been
kind
to
me
that
day
,
and
had
let
me
talk
to
you
,
I
am
afraid
that
poor
Johnnie
Stubbs
would
have
had
to
remain
on
dry
land
.
I
merely
took
the
advice
of
the
great
man
who
said
,
'
If
you
can
not
do
what
you
like
,
do
good
.
'
But
I
'd
rather
have
done
what
I
liked
,
all
the
same
.
"
"
That
is
just
like
you
,
Chris
!
You
never
own
up
to
your
good
points
.
"
"
Yes
,
I
do
;
but
I
do
n't
own
up
to
my
good
points
that
exist
solely
in
your
imagination
.
"
"
You
reckon
up
your
virtues
just
as
Cousin
Maria
reckons
up
her
luggage
on
a
journey
;
she
always
says
she
has
so
many
packages
,
and
so
many
that
do
n't
count
.
And
your
virtues
seem
to
be
added
up
in
the
same
style
.
"
Christopher
was
too
shy
to
enjoy
talking
about
himself
;
nevertheless
,
he
was
immensely
pleased
when
Elisabeth
was
pleased
with
him
.
"
Let
us
wander
back
to
our
muttons
,
"
he
said
,
"
which
,
being
interpreted
,
means
Miss
Herbert
and
Tremaine
.
What
sort
of
people
are
the
Herberts
,
by
the
way
?
Is
Mrs.
Herbert
a
lady
?
"
Elisabeth
thought
for
a
moment
.
"
She
is
the
sort
of
person
who
pronounces
the
'
t
'
in
often
.
"
"
I
know
exactly
;
I
believe
'
genteel
'
is
the
most
correct
adjective
for
that
type
.
Is
she
good-looking
?
"
"
Very
;
she
was
the
pencil
sketch
for
Felicia
.
"
"
About
how
old
?
"
"
It
is
difficult
to
tell
.
She
is
one
of
the
women
who
are
sixty
in
the
sun
and
thirty
in
the
shade
,
like
the
thermometer
in
spring
.
I
should
think
she
is
really
an
easy
five-and-forty
,
accelerated
by
limited
means
and
an
exacting
conscience
.
She
is
always
bothering
about
sins
and
draughts
and
things
of
that
kind
.
I
believe
she
thinks
that
everything
you
do
will
either
make
your
soul
too
hot
or
your
body
too
cold
.
"
"
You
are
severe
on
the
excellent
lady
.
"
"
I
try
not
to
be
,
because
I
think
she
is
really
good
in
her
way
;
but
her
religion
is
such
a
dreadfully
fussy
kind
of
religion
it
makes
me
angry
.
It
seems
to
caricature
the
whole
thing
.
She
appears
to
think
that
Christianity
is
a
sort
of
menu
of
moral
fancy-dishes
,
which
one
is
bound
to
swallow
in
a
certain
prescribed
order
.
"
"
Poor
dear
woman
!
"
"
When
people
like
Mrs.
Herbert
talk
about
religion
,
"
Elisabeth
went
on
,
"
it
is
as
bad
as
reducing
the
number
of
the
fixed
stars
to
pounds
,
shillings
,
and
pence
;
just
as
it
is
when
people
talk
about
love
who
know
nothing
at
all
about
it
.
"
Christopher
manfully
repressed
a
smile
.
"
Still
,
I
have
known
quite
intelligent
persons
do
that
.
They
make
mistakes
,
I
admit
,
but
they
do
n't
know
that
they
do
;
and
so
their
ignorance
is
of
the
brand
which
the
poet
describes
as
bliss
.
"
"
People
who
have
never
been
in
love
should
never
talk
about
it
,
"
Elisabeth
sagely
remarked
.
"
But
,
on
the
other
hand
,
those
who
have
been
,
as
a
rule
,
ca
n't
;
so
who
is
to
conduct
authorized
conversations
on
this
most
interesting
and
instructive
subject
?
"
"
The
people
who
have
been
through
it
,
and
so
know
all
about
it
,
"
replied
Elisabeth
.
"
Allow
me
to
point
out
that
your
wisdom
for
once
is
at
fault
.
In
the
first
place
,
I
doubt
if
the
man
who
is
suffering
from
a
specific
disease
is
the
suitable
person
to
read
a
paper
on
the
same
before
the
College
of
Surgeons
;
and
,
in
the
second
,
I
should
say
—
for
the
sake
of
argument
—
that
the
man
who
has
been
through
eternity
and
come
out
whole
at
the
other
end
,
knows
as
much
about
what
eternity
really
means
as
—
well
,
as
you
do
.
But
tell
me
more
about
Mrs.
Herbert
and
her
peculiarities
.
"
"
She
is
always
bothering
about
what
she
calls
the
'
correct
thing
.
'
She
has
no
peace
in
her
life
on
account
of
her
anxiety
as
to
the
etiquette
of
this
world
and
the
next
—
first
to
know
it
and
then
to
be
guided
by
it
.
I
am
sure
that
she
wishes
that
the
Bible
had
been
written
on
the
principle
of
that
dreadful
little
book
called
Do
n't
,
which
gives
you
a
list
of
the
solecisms
you
should
avoid
;
she
would
have
understood
it
so
much
better
than
the
present
system
.
"
"
But
you
would
call
Miss
Herbert
a
lady
,
would
n't
you
?
"
Christopher
asked
.
"
Oh
,
yes
;
a
perfect
lady
.
She
is
even
well-bred
when
she
talks
about
her
love
affairs
;
and
if
a
woman
is
a
lady
when
she
talks
about
her
love
affairs
,
she
will
be
a
lady
in
any
circumstances
.
It
is
the
most
crucial
test
out
.
"
"
Yes
;
I
should
have
called
Miss
Herbert
a
perfect
lady
myself
.
"
'
"
That
is
the
effect
of
Fox
How
;
it
always
turned
out
ladies
,
whatever
else
it
failed
in
.
"
"
But
I
thought
you
maintained
that
it
failed
in
nothing
!
"
"
No
more
it
did
;
but
I
threw
that
in
as
a
sop
to
what's-his-name
,
because
you
are
so
horribly
argumentative
.
"
Christopher
was
amused
.
Elisabeth
was
a
perfect
chef
in
the
preparing
of
such
sops
,
as
he
was
well
aware
;
and
although
he
laughed
at
himself
for
doing
it
(
knowing
that
her
present
graciousness
to
him
merely
meant
that
she
was
dull
,
and
wanted
somebody
to
play
with
,
and
he
was
better
than
nobody
)
,
he
made
these
sops
the
principal
articles
of
his
heart
's
diet
,
and
cared
for
no
other
fare
.
"
What
is
Mr.
Herbert
like
?
"
he
inquired
.
"
Oh
!
he
is
a
good
man
in
his
way
,
but
a
back-boneless
,
sweet-syrupy
kind
of
a
Christian
;
one
of
the
sort
that
seems
to
regard
the
Almighty
as
a
blindly
indulgent
and
easily-hoodwinked
Father
,
and
Satan
himself
as
nothing
worse
than
a
rather
crusty
old
bachelor
uncle
.
You
know
the
type
.
"
"
Perfectly
;
they
always
drawl
,
and
use
the
adjective
'
dear
'
in
and
out
of
season
.
I
quite
think
that
among
themselves
they
talk
of
'
the
dear
devil
.
'
And
yet
'
dear
'
is
really
quite
a
nice
word
,
if
only
people
like
that
had
n't
spoiled
it
.
"
"
You
should
n't
let
people
spoil
things
for
you
in
that
way
.
That
is
one
of
your
greatest
faults
,
Christopher
;
whenever
you
have
seen
a
funny
side
to
anything
you
never
see
any
other
.
You
have
too
much
humour
and
too
little
tenderness
;
that
's
what
's
the
matter
with
you
.
"
"
Permit
me
to
tender
you
a
sincere
vote
of
thanks
for
your
exhaustive
and
gratuitous
spiritual
diagnosis
.
To
cure
my
faults
is
my
duty
—
to
discover
them
,
your
delight
.
"
"
Well
,
I
'm
right
;
and
you
'll
find
it
out
some
day
,
although
you
make
fun
of
me
now
.
"
"
I
say
,
how
will
Mrs.
Herbert
fit
in
Tremaine
's
religious
views
—
or
rather
absence
of
religious
views
—
with
her
code
of
the
next
world
's
etiquette
?
"
asked
Christopher
,
wisely
changing
the
subject
.
"
Oh
!
she
'll
simply
decline
to
see
them
.
Although
,
as
I
told
you
,
she
is
driven
about
entirely
by
her
conscience
,
it
is
a
well-harnessed
conscience
and
always
wears
blinkers
.
It
shies
a
good
deal
at
gnats
,
I
own
;
but
it
can
run
in
double-harness
with
a
camel
,
if
worldly
considerations
render
such
a
course
desirable
.
It
is
like
a
horse
we
once
had
,
which
always
shied
violently
at
every
puddle
,
but
went
past
a
steamroller
without
turning
a
hair
.
"
"
'
By
my
troth
,
niece
,
thou
wilt
never
get
thee
a
husband
if
thou
be
so
shrewd
of
thy
tongue
,
'
"
quoted
Christopher
.
"
I
do
n't
want
to
be
too
severe
,
but
Mrs.
Herbert
does
make
me
so
mad
.
When
people
put
religious
things
in
a
horrid
light
,
it
makes
you
feel
as
if
they
were
telling
unkind
and
untrue
tales
about
your
dearest
friends
.
"
"
What
does
the
good
woman
say
that
makes
'
my
lady
Tongue
'
so
furious
?
"
"
Well
,
she
is
always
saying
one
must
give
up
this
and
give
up
that
,
and
deny
one
's
self
here
and
deny
one
's
self
there
,
for
the
sake
of
religion
;
and
I
do
n't
believe
that
religion
means
that
sort
of
giving
up
at
all
.
Of
course
,
God
is
pleased
when
we
do
what
He
wishes
us
to
do
,
because
He
knows
it
is
the
best
for
us
;
but
I
do
n't
believe
He
wants
us
to
do
things
when
we
hate
doing
them
,
just
to
please
Him
.
"
"
Perhaps
not
.
Still
,
if
one
does
a
thing
one
does
n't
like
doing
,
to
please
another
person
,
one
often
ends
by
enjoying
the
doing
of
the
thing
.
And
even
if
one
never
enjoys
it
,
the
thing
has
still
to
be
done
.
"
"
Well
,
if
you
were
awfully
fond
of
anybody
,
should
you
want
them
to
spend
their
time
with
you
,
and
do
what
you
were
doing
,
when
you
knew
all
the
time
that
they
did
n't
like
being
with
you
,
but
were
dying
to
be
with
some
one
else
?
"
"
Certainly
not
.
"
Christopher
might
not
know
much
about
theology
,
but
he
knew
exactly
how
people
felt
when
they
were
,
as
Elisabeth
said
,
"
awfully
fond
of
anybody
.
"
"
Of
course
you
would
n't
,
"
the
girl
went
on
;
"
you
would
wish
the
person
you
loved
to
be
happy
with
you
,
and
to
want
to
be
with
you
as
much
as
you
wanted
to
be
with
them
;
and
if
they
did
n't
really
care
to
be
with
you
,
you
would
n't
thank
them
for
unselfishness
in
the
matter
.
So
if
an
ordinary
man
like
you
does
n't
care
for
mere
unselfishness
from
the
people
you
are
really
fond
of
,
do
you
think
that
what
is
n't
good
enough
for
you
is
good
enough
for
God
?
"
"
No.
But
I
still
might
want
the
people
I
was
fond
of
to
be
unselfish
,
not
for
my
own
sake
but
for
theirs
.
The
more
one
loves
a
person
,
the
more
one
wishes
that
person
to
be
worthy
of
love
;
and
though
we
do
n't
love
people
because
they
are
perfect
,
we
want
them
to
be
perfect
because
we
love
them
,
do
n't
you
see
?
"
"
You
are
n't
a
very
good
instance
,
Chris
,
because
,
you
see
,
you
are
rather
a
reserved
,
cold-hearted
person
,
and
not
at
all
affectionate
;
but
still
you
are
fond
of
people
in
your
own
way
.
"
"
Yes
;
I
am
fond
of
one
or
two
people
—
but
in
my
own
way
,
as
you
say
,
"
Christopher
replied
quietly
.
"
And
even
you
understand
that
forced
and
artificial
devotion
is
n't
worth
having
.
"
"
Yes
;
even
I
understand
as
much
as
that
.
"
"
So
you
will
see
that
unselfishness
and
renunciation
and
things
of
that
sort
are
only
second-best
things
after
all
,
and
that
there
is
nothing
of
the
kind
between
people
who
really
love
each
other
,
because
their
two
wills
are
merged
in
one
,
and
each
finds
his
own
happiness
in
the
happiness
of
the
other
.
And
I
do
n't
believe
that
God
wants
us
to
give
up
our
wills
to
His
in
a
'
Thy
way
not
mine
'
kind
of
way
;
I
believe
He
wants
the
same
mind
to
be
in
us
that
was
in
Christ
Jesus
,
so
that
He
and
we
shall
be
wishing
for
the
same
things
.
"
"
Wise
Elisabeth
,
I
believe
that
you
are
right
.
"
"
And
you
'll
see
how
right
I
am
,
when
you
really
care
very
much
for
somebody
yourself
.
I
do
n't
mean
in
the
jolly
,
comfortable
way
in
which
you
care
for
Mr.
Smallwood
and
Cousin
Maria
and
me
.
That
's
a
very
nice
friendly
sort
of
caring
,
I
admit
,
and
keeps
the
world
warm
and
homelike
,
just
as
having
a
fire
in
the
room
keeps
the
room
warm
and
homelike
;
but
it
does
n't
teach
one
much
.
"
Christopher
smiled
sadly
.
"
Does
n't
it
?
I
should
have
thought
that
it
taught
one
a
good
deal
.
"
"
Oh
!
but
not
as
much
as
a
lovely
romantic
attachment
would
teach
one
—
not
as
much
as
Alan
and
Felicia
are
teaching
each
other
now
.
"
"
Do
n't
you
think
so
?
"
"
Of
course
I
do
n't
.
Why
,
you
've
never
taught
me
anything
,
Chris
,
though
we
've
always
been
fond
of
each
other
in
the
comfortable
,
easy
fashion
.
"
"
Then
the
fault
has
been
in
me
,
for
you
have
taught
me
a
great
many
things
,
Elisabeth
.
"
"
Because
I
've
taken
the
trouble
to
do
so
.
But
the
worst
of
it
is
that
by
the
time
I
've
taught
you
anything
,
I
have
changed
my
mind
about
it
myself
,
and
find
I
've
been
teaching
you
all
wrong
.
And
it
is
a
bother
to
begin
to
unteach
you
.
"
"
I
wonder
why
.
I
do
n't
think
I
should
find
it
at
all
a
bother
to
unteach
you
certain
things
.
"
"
And
it
is
a
greater
bother
still
to
teach
you
all
over
again
,
and
teach
you
different
.
"
Elisabeth
added
,
without
attending
to
the
last
remark
.
"
Thank
you
,
I
think
I
wo
n't
trespass
on
your
forbearance
to
that
extent
.
Some
lessons
are
so
hard
to
master
that
life
would
be
unbearable
if
one
had
to
learn
them
twice
over
.
"
Christopher
spoke
somewhat
bitterly
.
Elisabeth
attended
then
.
"
What
a
funny
thing
to
say
!
But
I
know
what
it
is
—
you
've
got
a
headache
;
I
can
see
it
in
your
face
,
and
that
makes
you
take
things
so
contrariwise
.
"
"
Possibly
.
"
"
Poor
old
boy
!
Does
it
hurt
?
"
"
Pretty
considerably
.
"
"
And
have
you
had
it
long
?
"
"
Yes
,
"
replied
Christopher
with
truth
,
and
he
added
to
himself
,
"
ever
since
I
can
remember
,
and
it
is
n't
in
my
head
at
all
.
"
Elisabeth
stroked
his
sleeve
affectionately
.
"
I
am
so
sorry
.
"
Christopher
winced
;
it
was
when
Elisabeth
was
affectionate
that
he
found
his
enforced
silence
most
hard
to
bear
.
How
he
could
have
made
her
love
him
if
he
had
tried
,
he
thought
;
and
how
could
he
find
the
heart
to
make
her
love
him
as
long
as
he
and
she
were
alike
dependent
upon
Miss
Farringdon
's
bounty
,
and
they
had
neither
anything
of
their
own
?
He
rejoiced
that
Alan
Tremaine
had
failed
to
win
her
love
;
but
he
scorned
him
as
a
fool
for
not
having
succeeded
in
doing
so
when
he
had
the
chance
.
Had
Christopher
been
master
of
the
Moat
House
he
felt
he
would
have
managed
things
differently
;
for
the
most
modest
of
men
cherish
a
profound
contempt
for
the
man
who
can
not
succeed
in
making
a
woman
love
him
when
he
sets
about
it
.
"
By
Jove
!
"
he
said
to
himself
,
looking
into
the
gray
eyes
that
were
so
full
of
sympathy
just
then
,
"
what
an
ass
the
man
was
to
talk
to
such
a
woman
as
this
about
art
and
philosophy
and
high-falutin
'
of
that
sort
!
If
I
had
only
the
means
to
make
her
happy
,
I
would
talk
to
her
about
herself
and
me
until
she
was
tired
of
the
subject
—
and
that
would
n't
be
this
side
Doomsday
.
And
she
thinks
that
I
am
cold-hearted
!
"
But
what
he
said
to
Elisabeth
was
,
"
There
is
n't
much
the
matter
with
my
head
—
nothing
for
you
to
worry
about
,
I
can
assure
you
.
Let
us
talk
about
something
more
interesting
than
my
unworthy
self
—
Tremaine
,
for
instance
.
"
"
I
used
to
believe
in
Alan
,
"
Elisabeth
confessed
;
"
but
I
do
n't
so
much
now
.
I
wonder
if
that
is
because
he
has
left
off
making
love
to
me
,
or
because
I
have
seen
that
his
ideas
are
so
much
in
advance
of
his
actions
.
"
"
He
never
did
make
love
to
me
,
so
I
always
had
an
inkling
of
the
truth
that
his
sentiments
were
a
little
over
his
own
head
.
As
a
matter
of
fact
,
I
believe
I
mentioned
this
conviction
to
you
more
than
once
;
but
you
invariably
treated
it
with
the
scorn
that
it
doubtless
deserved
.
"
"
And
yet
you
were
right
.
It
seems
to
me
that
you
are
always
right
,
Chris
.
"
"
No
—
not
always
;
but
more
often
than
you
are
,
perhaps
,
"
replied
Christopher
,
in
rather
a
husky
voice
,
but
with
a
very
kindly
smile
.
"
I
am
older
,
you
see
,
for
one
thing
;
and
I
have
had
a
harder
time
of
it
for
another
,
and
some
of
the
idealism
has
been
knocked
out
of
me
.
"
"
But
the
nice
thing
about
you
is
that
though
you
always
know
when
I
am
wrong
or
foolish
,
you
never
seem
to
despise
me
for
it
.
"
Despise
her
?
Christopher
laughed
at
the
word
;
and
yet
women
were
supposed
to
have
such
keen
perceptions
.
"
I
do
n't
care
whether
you
are
wise
or
foolish
,
"
he
said
,
"
as
long
as
you
are
you
.
That
is
all
that
matters
to
me
.
"
"
And
you
really
think
I
am
nice
?
"
"
I
do
n't
see
how
you
could
well
be
nicer
.
"
"
Oh
!
you
do
n't
know
what
I
could
do
if
I
tried
.
You
underrate
my
powers
;
you
always
did
.
But
you
are
a
very
restful
person
,
Chris
;
when
my
mind
gets
tired
with
worrying
over
things
and
trying
to
understand
them
,
I
find
it
a
perfect
holiday
to
talk
to
you
.
You
seem
to
take
things
as
they
are
.
"
"
Well
,
I
have
to
,
you
see
;
and
what
must
be
must
.
"
"
Simple
natures
like
yours
are
very
soothing
to
complex
natures
like
mine
.
When
I
've
lived
my
life
and
worn
myself
out
with
trying
to
get
the
utmost
I
can
out
of
everything
,
I
shall
spend
the
first
three
thousand
years
of
eternity
sitting
quite
still
upon
a
fixed
star
without
speaking
,
with
my
legs
dangling
into
space
,
and
looking
at
you
.
It
will
be
such
a
nice
rest
,
before
beginning
life
over
again
.
"
"
Say
two
thousand
years
;
you
'd
never
be
able
to
sit
still
without
speaking
for
more
than
two
thousand
years
at
the
outside
.
By
that
time
you
'd
have
pulled
yourself
together
,
and
be
wanting
to
set
about
teaching
the
angels
a
thing
or
two
.
I
know
your
ways
.
"
"
I
should
enjoy
that
,
"
laughed
Elisabeth
.
"
So
would
the
angels
,
if
they
were
anything
like
me
.
"
Elisabeth
laughed
again
,
and
looked
through
the
trees
to
the
fields
beyond
.
Friends
were
much
more
comfortable
than
lovers
,
she
said
to
herself
;
Alan
in
his
palmiest
days
had
never
been
half
so
soothing
to
her
as
Christopher
was
now
.
She
wondered
why
poets
and
people
of
that
kind
made
so
much
of
love
and
so
little
of
friendship
,
since
the
latter
was
obviously
the
more
lasting
and
satisfactory
of
the
two
.
Somehow
the
mere
presence
of
Christopher
had
quite
cured
the
sore
feeling
that
Alan
and
Felicia
had
left
behind
them
when
they
started
for
their
walk
without
even
asking
her
to
go
with
them
;
and
she
was
once
more
sure
of
the
fact
that
she
was
necessary
to
somebody
—
a
certainty
without
which
Elisabeth
could
not
live
.
So
her
imagination
took
heart
of
grace
again
,
and
began
drawing
plans
for
extensive
castles
in
Spain
,
and
arranging
social
campaigns
wherein
she
herself
should
be
crowned
with
triumph
.
She
decided
that
half
the
delight
of
winning
life
's
prizes
and
meeting
its
fairy
princes
would
be
the
telling
Christopher
all
about
them
afterward
;
for
her
belief
in
his
exhaustless
sympathy
was
boundless
.
"
A
penny
for
your
thoughts
,
"
he
said
,
after
she
had
been
silent
for
some
moments
.
"
I
was
looking
at
Mrs.
Bateson
feeding
her
fowls
,
"
said
Elisabeth
evasively
;
"
and
,
I
say
,
have
you
ever
noticed
that
hens
are
just
like
tea-pots
,
and
cocks
like
coffee-pots
?
Look
at
them
now
!
It
seems
as
if
an
army
of
breakfast
services
had
suddenly
come
to
life
à
la
Galatea
,
and
were
pouring
libations
at
Mrs.
Bateson
's
feet
.
"
"
It
does
look
rather
like
that
,
I
admit
.
But
here
are
Miss
Herbert
and
Tremaine
returning
from
their
walk
;
let
's
go
and
meet
them
.
"
And
Elisabeth
went
to
meet
the
lovers
with
no
longer
any
little
cobwebs
of
jealousy
hiding
in
the
dark
corners
of
her
heart
,
Christopher
's
hand
having
swept
them
all
away
;
he
had
a
wonderful
power
of
exterminating
the
little
foxes
which
would
otherwise
have
spoiled
Elisabeth
's
vines
;
and
again
she
said
to
herself
how
much
better
a
thing
was
friendship
than
love
,
since
Alan
had
always
expected
her
to
be
interested
in
his
concerns
,
while
Christopher
,
on
the
contrary
,
was
always
interested
in
hers
.
It
was
not
long
after
this
that
Elisabeth
was
told
by
Felicia
of
the
latter
's
engagement
to
Alan
Tremaine
;
and
Elisabeth
was
amazed
at
the
rapidity
with
which
Felicia
had
assimilated
her
lover
's
views
on
all
subjects
.
Elisabeth
had
expected
that
her
friend
would
finally
sacrifice
her
opinions
on
the
altar
of
her
feelings
;
she
was
already
old
enough
to
be
prepared
for
that
;
but
she
had
anticipated
a
fierce
warfare
in
the
soul
of
Felicia
between
the
directly
opposing
principles
of
this
young
lady
's
mother
and
lover
.
To
Elisabeth
's
surprise
,
this
civil
war
never
took
place
.
Felicia
accepted
Alan
's
doubts
as
unquestioningly
as
she
had
formerly
accepted
Mrs.
Herbert
's
beliefs
;
and
as
she
loved
the
former
more
devotedly
than
she
had
ever
loved
the
latter
,
she
was
more
devout
and
fervid
in
her
agnosticism
than
she
had
ever
been
in
her
faith
.
She
had
believed
,
because
her
mother
ordered
her
to
believe
;
she
doubted
,
because
Alan
desired
her
to
doubt
;
her
belief
and
unbelief
being
equally
the
outcome
of
her
affections
rather
than
of
her
convictions
.
Mrs.
Herbert
likewise
looked
leniently
upon
Alan
's
want
of
orthodoxy
,
and
at
this
Elisabeth
was
not
surprised
.
Possibly
there
are
not
many
of
us
who
do
not
—
in
the
private
and
confidential
depths
of
our
evil
hearts
—
regard
earth
in
the
hand
as
worth
more
than
heaven
in
the
bush
,
so
to
speak
;
at
any
rate
,
Felicia
's
mother
was
not
one
of
the
bright
exceptions
;
and
—
from
a
purely
commercial
point
of
view
—
a
saving
faith
does
not
go
so
far
as
a
spending
income
,
and
it
is
no
use
pretending
that
it
does
.
So
Mrs.
Herbert
smiled
upon
her
daughter
's
engagement
;
but
compromised
with
that
accommodating
conscience
of
hers
by
always
speaking
of
her
prospective
son-in-law
as
"
poor
Alan
,
"
just
as
if
she
really
believed
,
as
she
professed
she
did
,
that
the
death
of
the
body
and
the
death
of
the
soul
are
conditions
equally
to
be
deplored
.
"
You
see
,
my
dear
,
"
she
said
to
Elisabeth
,
who
came
to
stay
at
Wood
Glen
for
Felicia
's
marriage
,
which
took
place
in
the
early
summer
,
"
it
is
such
a
comfort
to
Mr.
Herbert
and
myself
to
know
that
our
dear
child
is
so
comfortably
provided
for
.
And
then
—
although
I
can
not
altogether
countenance
his
opinions
—
poor
Alan
has
such
a
good
heart
.
"
Elisabeth
,
remembering
that
she
had
once
been
fascinated
by
the
master
of
the
Moat
House
,
was
merciful
.
"
He
is
an
extremely
interesting
man
to
talk
to
,
"
she
said
;
"
he
has
thought
out
so
many
things
.
"
"
He
has
,
my
love
.
And
if
we
are
tempted
to
rebuke
him
too
severely
for
his
non-acceptance
of
revealed
truth
,
we
must
remember
that
he
was
deprived
comparatively
early
in
life
of
both
his
parents
,
and
so
ought
rather
to
be
pitied
than
blamed
,
"
agreed
Mrs.
Herbert
,
who
would
cheerfully
have
poured
out
all
the
vials
of
the
Book
of
Revelation
upon
any
impecunious
doubter
who
had
dared
to
add
the
mortal
sin
of
poverty
to
the
venial
one
of
unbelief
.
"
And
he
is
really
very
philanthropic
,
"
Elisabeth
continued
;
"
he
has
done
no
end
of
things
for
the
work-people
at
the
Osierfield
.
It
is
a
pity
that
his
faith
