wretchedlyhe
plodded
on
.
A
man
may
be
very
weary
in
such
a
walk
as
that
,
and
yet
be
by
no
means
wretched
.
Tired
,
hungry
,
cold
,
wet
,
and
nearly
penniless
,
I
have
sat
me
down
and
slept
among
those
mountain
tracks
,
—
have
slept
because
nature
refused
to
allow
longer
wakefulness
.
But
my
heart
has
been
as
light
as
my
purse
,
and
there
has
been
something
in
the
air
of
the
hills
that
made
me
buoyant
and
happy
in
the
midst
of
my
weariness
.
But
George
Vavasor
was
wretched
as
well
as
weary
,
and
every
step
that
he
took
,
plodding
through
the
mud
,
was
a
new
misfortune
to
him
.
What
are
five
miles
of
a
walk
to
a
young
man
,
even
though
the
rain
be
falling
and
the
ways
be
dirty
?
what
,
though
they
may
come
after
some
other
ten
that
he
has
already
traversed
on
his
feet
?
His
sister
Kate
would
have
thought
nothing
of
the
distance
.
But
George
stopped
on
his
way
from
time
to
time
,
leaning
on
the
loose
walls
,
and
cursing
the
misfortune
that
had
brought
him
to
such
a
pass
.
He
cursed
his
grandfather
,
his
uncle
,
his
sister
,
his
cousin
,
and
himself
.
He
cursed
the
place
in
which
his
forefathers
had
lived
,
and
he
cursed
the
whole
county
.
He
cursed
the
rain
,
and
the
wind
,
and
his
town-made
boots
,
which
would
not
keep
out
the
wet
slush
.
He
cursed
the
light
as
it
faded
,
and
the
darkness
as
it
came
.
Over
and
over
again
he
cursed
the
will
that
had
robbed
him
,
and
the
attorney
that
had
made
it
.
He
cursed
the
mother
that
had
borne
him
and
the
father
that
had
left
him
poor
.
He
thought
of
Scruby
,
and
cursed
him
,
thinking
how
that
money
would
be
again
required
of
him
by
that
stern
agent
.
He
cursed
the
House
of
Commons
,
which
had
cost
him
so
much
,
and
the
greedy
electors
who
would
not
send
him
there
without
his
paying
for
it
.
He
cursed
John
Grey
,
as
he
thought
of
those
two
thousand
pounds
,
with
double
curses
.
He
cursed
this
world
,
and
all
worlds
beyond
;
and
thus
,
cursing
everything
,
he
made
his
way
at
last
up
to
the
inn
at
Shap
.
It
was
nearly
nine
when
he
got
there
.
He
had
wasted
over
an
hour
at
Bampton
in
his
endeavour
to
get
John
Applethwaite
's
cart
to
carry
him
on
,
and
he
had
been
two
hours
on
his
walk
from
Bampton
to
Shap
,
—
two
hours
amidst
his
cursing
.
He
ordered
supper
and
brandy-and-water
,
and
,
as
we
know
,
sent
off
a
Mercury
for
his
clothes
.
But
the
Mercuries
of
Westmoreland
do
not
move
on
quick
wings
,
and
it
was
past
midnight
before
he
got
his
possessions
.
During
all
this
time
he
had
,
by
no
means
,
ceased
from
cursing
,
but
continued
it
over
his
broiled
ham
and
while
he
swallowed
his
brandy-and-water
.
He
swore
aloud
,
so
that
the
red-armed
servant
at
the
inn
could
not
but
hear
him
,
that
those
thieves
at
the
Hall
intended
to
rob
him
of
his
clothes
;
—
that
they
would
not
send
him
his
property
.
He
could
not
restrain
himself
,
though
he
knew
that
every
word
he
uttered
would
injure
his
cause
,
as
regarded
the
property
in
Westmoreland
,
if
ever
he
could
make
a
cause
.
He
knew
that
he
had
been
mad
to
strike
his
sister
,
and
cursed
himself
for
his
madness
.
Yet
he
could
not
restrain
himself
.
He
told
himself
that
the
battle
for
him
was
over
,
and
he
thought
of
poison
for
himself
.
He
thought
of
poison
,
and
a
pistol
,
—
of
the
pistols
he
had
ever
loaded
at
home
,
each
with
six
shots
,
good
for
a
life
apiece
.
He
thought
of
an
express
train
,
rushing
along
at
its
full
career
,
and
of
the
instant
annihilation
which
it
would
produce
.
But
if
that
was
to
be
the
end
of
him
,
he
would
not
go
alone
.
No
,
indeed
!
why
should
he
go
alone
,
leaving
those
pistols
ready
loaded
in
his
desk
?
Among
them
they
had
brought
him
to
ruin
and
to
death
.
Was
he
a
man
to
pardon
his
enemies
when
it
was
within
his
power
to
take
them
with
him
,
down
,
down
,
down
—
?
What
were
the
last
words
upon
his
impious
lips
,
as
with
bloodshot
eyes
,
half
drunk
,
and
driven
by
the
Fury
,
he
took
himself
off
to
the
bed
prepared
for
him
,
cursing
aloud
the
poor
red-haired
girl
as
he
went
,
I
may
not
utter
here
.
CHAPTER
LVIII
.
The
Pallisers
at
Breakfast
.
Gentle
reader
,
do
you
remember
Lady
Monk
's
party
,
and
how
it
ended
,
—
how
it
ended
,
at
least
as
regards
those
special
guests
with
whom
we
are
concerned
?
Mr.
Palliser
went
away
early
,
Mrs.
Marsham
followed
him
to
his
house
in
Park
Lane
,
caught
him
at
home
,
and
told
her
tale
.
He
returned
to
his
wife
,
found
her
sitting
with
Burgo
in
the
dining-room
,
under
the
Argus
eyes
of
the
constant
Bott
,
and
bore
her
away
home
.
Burgo
disappeared
utterly
from
the
scene
,
and
Mr.
Bott
,
complaining
inwardly
that
virtue
was
too
frequently
allowed
to
be
its
own
reward
,
comforted
himself
with
champagne
,
and
then
walked
off
to
his
lodgings
.
Lady
Monk
,
when
Mr.
Palliser
made
his
way
into
her
room
up-stairs
,
seeking
his
wife
's
scarf
,
—
which
little
incident
,
also
,
the
reader
may
perhaps
remember
,
—
saw
that
the
game
was
up
,
and
thought
with
regret
of
the
loss
of
her
two
hundred
pounds
.
Such
was
the
ending
of
Lady
Monk
's
party
.
Lady
Glencora
,
on
her
journey
home
in
the
carriage
with
her
husband
,
had
openly
suggested
that
Mrs.
Marsham
had
gone
to
Park
Lane
to
tell
of
her
doings
with
Burgo
,
and
had
declared
her
resolution
never
again
to
see
either
that
lady
or
Mr.
Bott
in
her
own
house
.
This
she
said
with
more
of
defiance
in
her
tone
than
Mr.
Palliser
had
ever
hitherto
heard
.
He
was
by
nature
less
ready
than
her
,
and
knowing
his
own
deficiency
in
that
respect
,
abstained
from
all
answer
on
the
subject
.
Indeed
,
during
that
drive
home
very
few
further
words
were
spoken
between
them
.
"
I
will
breakfast
with
you
to-morrow
,
"
he
said
to
her
,
as
she
prepared
to
go
up-stairs
.
"
I
have
work
still
to
do
to-night
,
and
I
will
not
disturb
you
by
coming
to
your
room
.
"
"
You
wo
n't
want
me
to
be
very
early
?
"
said
his
wife
.
"
No
,
"
said
he
,
with
more
of
anger
in
his
voice
than
he
had
yet
shown
.
"
What
hour
will
suit
you
?
I
must
say
something
of
what
has
occurred
to-night
before
I
leave
you
to-morrow
.
"
"
I
do
n't
know
what
you
can
have
got
to
say
about
to-night
,
but
I
'll
be
down
by
half-past
eleven
,
if
that
will
do
?
"
Mr.
Palliser
said
that
he
would
make
it
do
,
and
then
they
parted
.
Lady
Glencora
had
played
her
part
very
well
before
her
husband
.
She
had
declined
to
be
frightened
by
him
;
had
been
the
first
to
mention
Burgo
's
name
,
and
had
done
so
with
no
tremor
in
her
voice
,
and
had
boldly
declared
her
irreconcilable
enmity
to
the
male
and
female
duennas
who
had
dared
to
take
her
in
charge
.
While
she
was
in
the
carriage
with
her
husband
she
felt
some
triumph
in
her
own
strength
;
and
as
she
wished
him
good
night
on
the
staircase
,
and
slowly
walked
up
to
her
room
,
without
having
once
lowered
her
eyes
before
his
,
something
of
this
consciousness
of
triumph
still
supported
her
.
And
even
while
her
maid
remained
with
her
she
held
herself
up
,
as
it
were
,
inwardly
,
telling
herself
that
she
would
not
yield
,
—
that
she
would
not
be
cowed
either
by
her
husband
or
by
his
spies
.
But
when
she
was
left
alone
all
her
triumph
departed
from
her
.
She
bade
her
maid
go
while
she
was
still
sitting
in
her
dressing-gown
;
and
when
the
girl
was
gone
she
got
close
over
the
fire
,
sitting
with
her
slippers
on
the
fender
,
with
her
elbows
on
her
knees
,
and
her
face
resting
on
her
hands
.
In
this
position
she
remained
for
an
hour
,
with
her
eyes
fixed
on
the
altering
shapes
of
the
hot
coals
.
During
this
hour
her
spirit
was
by
no
means
defiant
,
and
her
thoughts
of
herself
anything
but
triumphant
.
Mr.
Bott
and
Mrs.
Marsham
she
had
forgotten
altogether
.
After
all
,
they
were
but
buzzing
flies
,
who
annoyed
her
by
their
presence
.
Should
she
choose
to
leave
her
husband
,
they
could
not
prevent
her
leaving
him
.
It
was
of
her
husband
and
of
Burgo
that
she
was
thinking
,
—
weighing
them
one
against
the
other
,
and
connecting
her
own
existence
with
theirs
,
not
as
expecting
joy
or
the
comfort
of
love
from
either
of
them
,
but
with
an
assured
conviction
that
on
either
side
there
must
be
misery
for
her
.
But
of
that
shame
before
all
the
world
which
must
be
hers
for
ever
,
should
she
break
her
vows
and
consent
to
live
with
a
man
who
was
not
her
husband
,
she
thought
hardly
at
all
.
That
which
in
the
estimation
of
Alice
was
everything
,
to
her
,
at
this
moment
,
was
almost
nothing
.
For
herself
,
she
had
been
sacrificed
;
and
,
—
as
she
told
herself
with
bitter
denunciations
against
herself
,
—
had
been
sacrificed
through
her
own
weakness
.
But
that
was
done
.
Whatever
way
she
might
go
,
she
was
lost
.
They
had
married
her
to
a
man
who
cared
nothing
for
a
wife
,
nothing
for
any
woman
,
—
so
at
least
she
declared
to
herself
,
—
but
who
had
wanted
a
wife
that
he
might
have
an
heir
.
Had
it
been
given
to
her
to
have
a
child
,
she
thought
that
she
might
have
been
happy
,
—
sufficiently
happy
in
sharing
her
husband
's
joy
in
that
respect
.
But
everything
had
gone
against
her
.
There
was
nothing
in
her
home
to
give
her
comfort
.
"
He
looks
at
me
every
time
he
sees
me
as
the
cause
of
his
misfortune
,
"
she
said
to
herself
.
Of
her
husband
's
rank
,
of
the
future
possession
of
his
title
and
his
estates
,
she
thought
much
.
But
of
her
own
wealth
she
thought
nothing
.
It
did
not
occur
to
her
that
she
had
given
him
enough
in
that
respect
to
make
his
marriage
with
her
a
comfort
to
him
.
She
took
it
for
granted
that
that
marriage
was
now
one
distasteful
to
him
,
as
it
was
to
herself
,
and
that
he
would
eventually
be
the
gainer
if
she
should
so
conduct
herself
that
her
marriage
might
be
dissolved
.
As
to
Burgo
,
I
doubt
whether
she
deceived
herself
much
as
to
his
character
.
She
knew
well
enough
that
he
was
a
man
infinitely
less
worthy
than
her
husband
.
She
knew
that
he
was
a
spendthrift
,
idle
,
given
to
bad
courses
,
—
that
he
drank
,
that
he
gambled
,
that
he
lived
the
life
of
the
loosest
man
about
the
town
.
She
knew
also
that
whatever
chance
she
might
have
had
to
redeem
him
,
had
she
married
him
honestly
before
all
the
world
,
there
could
be
no
such
chance
if
she
went
to
him
as
his
mistress
,
abandoning
her
husband
and
all
her
duties
,
and
making
herself
vile
in
the
eyes
of
all
women
.
Burgo
Fitzgerald
would
not
be
influenced
for
good
by
such
a
woman
as
she
would
then
be
.
She
knew
much
of
the
world
and
its
ways
,
and
told
herself
no
lies
about
this
.
But
,
as
I
have
said
before
,
she
did
not
count
herself
for
much
.
What
though
she
were
ruined
?
What
though
Burgo
were
false
,
mean
,
and
untrustworthy
?
She
loved
him
,
and
he
was
the
only
man
she
ever
had
loved
!
Lower
and
lower
she
crouched
before
the
fire
;
and
then
,
when
the
coals
were
no
longer
red
,
and
the
shapes
altered
themselves
no
more
,
she
crept
into
bed
.
As
to
what
she
should
say
to
her
husband
on
the
following
morning
,
—
she
had
not
yet
begun
to
think
of
that
.
Exactly
at
half-past
eleven
she
entered
the
little
breakfast
parlour
which
looked
out
over
the
park
.
It
was
the
prettiest
room
in
the
house
,
and
now
,
at
this
springtide
,
when
the
town
trees
were
putting
out
their
earliest
greens
,
and
were
fresh
and
bright
almost
as
country
trees
,
it
might
be
hard
to
find
a
prettier
chamber
.
Mr.
Palliser
was
there
already
,
sitting
with
the
morning
paper
in
his
hand
.
He
rose
when
she
entered
,
and
,
coming
up
to
her
,
just
touched
her
with
his
lips
.
She
put
her
cheek
up
to
him
,
and
then
took
her
place
at
the
breakfast
table
.
"
Have
you
any
headache
this
morning
?
"
he
asked
.
"
Oh
,
no
,
"
she
said
.
Then
he
took
his
tea
and
his
toast
,
spoke
some
word
to
her
about
the
fineness
of
the
weather
,
told
her
some
scraps
of
news
,
and
soon
returned
to
the
absorbing
interest
of
a
speech
made
by
the
leader
of
the
Opposition
in
the
House
of
Lords
.
The
speech
was
very
interesting
to
Mr.
Palliser
,
because
in
it
the
noble
lord
alluded
to
a
break-up
in
the
present
Cabinet
,
as
to
which
the
rumours
were
,
he
said
,
so
rife
through
the
country
as
to
have
destroyed
all
that
feeling
of
security
in
the
existing
Government
which
the
country
so
much
valued
and
desired
.
Mr.
Palliser
had
as
yet
heard
no
official
tidings
of
such
a
rupture
;
but
if
such
rupture
were
to
take
place
,
it
must
be
in
his
favour
.
He
felt
himself
at
this
moment
to
be
full
of
politics
,
—
to
be
near
the
object
of
his
ambition
,
to
have
affairs
upon
his
hands
which
required
all
his
attention
.
Was
it
absolutely
incumbent
on
him
to
refer
again
to
the
incidents
of
last
night
?
The
doing
so
would
be
odious
to
him
.
The
remembrance
of
the
task
now
immediately
before
him
destroyed
all
his
political
satisfaction
.
He
did
not
believe
that
his
wife
was
in
any
serious
danger
.
Might
it
not
yet
be
possible
for
him
to
escape
from
the
annoyance
,
and
to
wash
his
mind
clean
of
all
suspicion
?
He
was
not
jealous
;
he
was
indeed
incapable
of
jealousy
.
He
knew
what
it
would
be
to
be
dishonoured
,
and
he
knew
that
under
certain
circumstances
the
world
would
expect
him
to
exert
himself
in
a
certain
way
.
But
the
thing
that
he
had
now
to
do
was
a
great
trouble
to
him
.
He
would
rather
have
to
address
the
House
of
Commons
with
ten
columns
of
figures
than
utter
a
word
of
remonstrance
to
his
wife
.
But
she
had
defied
him
,
—
defied
him
by
saying
that
she
would
see
his
friends
no
more
;
and
it
was
the
remembrance
of
this
,
as
he
sat
behind
his
newspaper
,
that
made
him
ultimately
feel
that
he
could
not
pass
in
silence
over
what
had
been
done
.
Nevertheless
,
he
went
on
reading
,
or
pretending
to
read
,
as
long
as
the
continuance
of
the
breakfast
made
it
certain
that
his
wife
would
remain
with
him
.
Every
now
and
then
he
said
some
word
to
her
of
what
he
was
reading
,
endeavouring
to
use
the
tone
of
voice
that
was
customary
to
him
in
his
domestic
teachings
of
politics
.
But
through
it
all
there
was
a
certain
hesitation
,
—
there
were
the
sure
signs
of
an
attempt
being
made
,
of
which
he
was
himself
conscious
,
and
which
she
understood
with
the
most
perfect
accuracy
.
He
was
deferring
the
evil
moment
,
and
vainly
endeavouring
to
make
himself
believe
that
he
was
comfortably
employed
the
while
.
She
had
no
newspaper
,
and
made
no
endeavour
to
deceive
herself
.
She
,
therefore
,
was
the
first
to
begin
the
conversation
.
"
Plantagenet
,
"
she
said
,
"
you
told
me
last
night
,
as
I
was
going
to
bed
,
that
you
had
something
to
say
about
Lady
Monk
's
party
.
"
He
put
down
the
newspaper
slowly
,
and
turned
towards
her
.
"
Yes
,
my
dear
.
After
what
happened
,
I
believe
that
I
must
say
something
.
"
"
If
you
think
anything
,
pray
say
it
,
"
said
Glencora
.
"
It
is
not
always
easy
for
a
man
to
show
what
he
thinks
by
what
he
says
,
"
he
replied
.
"
My
fear
is
that
you
should
suppose
me
to
think
more
than
I
do
.
And
it
was
for
that
reason
that
I
determined
to
sleep
on
it
before
I
spoke
to
you
.
"
"
If
anybody
is
angry
with
me
I
'd
much
rather
they
should
have
it
out
with
me
while
their
anger
is
hot
.
I
hate
cold
anger
.
"
"
But
I
am
not
angry
.
"
"
That
's
what
husbands
always
say
when
they
're
going
to
scold
.
"
"
But
I
am
not
going
to
scold
.
I
am
only
going
to
advise
you
.
"
"
I
'd
sooner
be
scolded
.
Advice
is
to
anger
just
what
cold
anger
is
to
hot
.
"
"
But
,
my
dear
Glencora
,
surely
if
I
find
it
necessary
to
speak
—
"
"
I
do
n't
want
to
stop
you
,
Plantagenet
.
Pray
,
go
on
.
Only
it
will
be
so
nice
to
have
it
over
.
"
He
was
now
more
than
ever
averse
to
the
task
before
him
.
Husbands
,
when
they
give
their
wives
a
talking
,
should
do
it
out
of
hand
,
uttering
their
words
hard
,
sharp
,
and
quick
,
—
and
should
then
go
.
There
are
some
works
that
wo
n't
bear
a
preface
,
and
this
work
of
marital
fault-finding
is
one
of
them
.
Mr.
Palliser
was
already
beginning
to
find
out
the
truth
of
this
.
"
Glencora
,
"
he
said
,
"
I
wish
you
to
be
serious
with
me
.
"
"
I
am
very
serious
,
"
she
replied
,
as
she
settled
herself
in
her
chair
with
an
air
of
mockery
,
while
her
eyes
and
mouth
were
bright
and
eloquent
with
a
spirit
which
her
husband
did
not
love
to
see
.
Poor
girl
!
There
was
seriousness
enough
in
store
for
her
before
she
would
be
able
to
leave
the
room
.
"
You
ought
to
be
serious
.
Do
you
know
why
Mrs.
Marsham
came
here
from
Lady
Monk
's
last
night
?
"
"
Of
course
I
do
.
She
came
to
tell
you
that
I
was
waltzing
with
Burgo
Fitzgerald
.
You
might
as
well
ask
me
whether
I
knew
why
Mr.
Bott
was
standing
at
all
the
doors
,
glaring
at
me
.
"
"
I
do
n't
know
anything
about
Mr.
Bott
.
"
"
I
know
something
about
him
though
,
"
she
said
,
again
moving
herself
in
her
chair
.
"
I
am
speaking
now
of
Mrs.
Marsham
.
"
"
You
should
speak
of
them
both
together
as
they
hunt
in
couples
.
"
"
Glencora
,
will
you
listen
to
me
,
or
will
you
not
?
If
you
say
that
you
will
not
,
I
shall
know
what
to
do
.
"
"
I
do
n't
think
you
would
,
Plantagenet
.
"
And
she
nodded
her
little
head
at
him
,
as
she
spoke
.
"
I
'm
sure
I
do
n't
know
what
you
would
do
.
But
I
will
listen
to
you
.
Only
,
as
I
said
before
,
it
will
be
very
nice
when
it
's
over
.
"
"
Mrs.
Marsham
came
here
,
not
simply
to
tell
me
that
you
were
waltzing
with
Mr.
Fitzgerald
,
—
and
I
wish
that
when
you
mention
his
name
you
would
call
him
Mr.
Fitzgerald
.
"
"
So
I
do
.
"
"
You
generally
prefix
his
Christian
name
,
which
it
would
be
much
better
that
you
should
omit
.
"
"
I
will
try
,
"
she
said
,
very
gently
;
"
but
it
's
hard
to
drop
an
old
habit
.
Before
you
married
me
you
knew
that
I
had
learned
to
call
him
Burgo
.
"
"
Let
me
go
on
,
"
said
Mr.
Palliser
.
"
Oh
,
certainly
.
"
"
It
was
not
simply
to
tell
me
that
you
were
waltzing
that
Mrs.
Marsham
came
here
.
"
"
And
it
was
not
simply
to
see
me
waltzing
that
Mr.
Bott
stood
in
the
doorways
,
for
he
followed
me
about
,
and
came
down
after
me
to
the
supper-room
.
"
"
Glencora
,
will
you
oblige
me
by
not
speaking
of
Mr.
Bott
?
"
"
I
wish
you
would
oblige
me
by
not
speaking
of
Mrs.
Marsham
.
"
Mr.
Palliser
rose
quickly
from
his
chair
with
a
gesture
of
anger
,
stood
upright
for
half
a
minute
,
and
then
sat
down
again
.
"
I
beg
your
pardon
,
Plantagenet
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
think
I
know
what
you
want
,
and
I
'll
hold
my
tongue
till
you
bid
me
speak
.
"
"
Mrs.
Marsham
came
here
because
she
saw
that
every
one
in
the
room
was
regarding
you
with
wonder
.
"
Lady
Glencora
twisted
herself
about
in
her
chair
,
but
she
said
nothing
.
"
She
saw
that
you
were
not
only
dancing
with
Mr.
Fitzgerald
,
but
that
you
were
dancing
with
him
,
—
what
shall
I
say
?
"
"
Upon
my
word
I
ca
n't
tell
you
.
"
"
Recklessly
.
"
"
Oh
!
recklessly
,
was
I
?
What
was
I
reckless
of
?
"
"
Reckless
of
what
people
might
say
;
reckless
of
what
I
might
feel
about
it
;
reckless
of
your
own
position
.
"
"
Am
I
to
speak
now
?
"
"
Perhaps
you
had
better
let
me
go
on
.
I
think
she
was
right
to
come
to
me
.
"
"
That
's
of
course
.
What
's
the
good
of
having
spies
,
if
they
do
n't
run
and
tell
as
soon
as
they
see
anything
,
especially
anything
—
reckless
.
"
"
Glencora
,
you
are
determined
to
make
me
angry
.
I
am
angry
now
,
—
very
angry
.
I
have
employed
no
spies
.
When
rumours
have
reached
me
,
not
from
spies
,
as
you
choose
to
call
them
,
but
through
your
dearest
friends
and
mine
—
"
"
What
do
you
mean
by
rumours
from
my
dearest
friends
?
"
"
Never
mind
.
Let
me
go
on
.
"
"
No
;
not
when
you
say
my
dear
friends
have
spread
rumours
about
me
.
Tell
me
who
they
are
.
I
have
no
dear
friends
.
Do
you
mean
Alice
Vavasor
?
"
"
It
does
not
signify
.
But
when
I
was
warned
that
you
had
better
not
go
to
any
house
in
which
you
could
meet
that
man
,
I
would
not
listen
to
it
.
I
said
that
you
were
my
wife
,
and
that
as
such
I
could
trust
you
anywhere
,
everywhere
,
with
any
person
.
Others
might
distrust
you
,
but
I
would
not
do
so
.
When
I
wished
you
to
go
to
Monkshade
,
were
there
to
be
any
spies
there
?
When
I
left
you
last
night
at
Lady
Monk
's
,
do
you
believe
in
your
heart
that
I
trusted
to
Mrs.
Marsham
's
eyes
rather
than
to
your
own
truth
?
Do
you
think
that
I
have
lived
in
fear
of
Mr.
Fitzgerald
?
"
"
No
,
Plantagenet
;
I
do
not
think
so
.
"
"
Do
you
believe
that
I
have
commissioned
Mr.
Bott
to
watch
your
conduct
?
Answer
me
,
Glencora
.
"
She
paused
a
moment
,
thinking
what
actually
was
her
true
belief
on
that
subject
.
"
He
does
watch
me
,
certainly
,
"
she
said
.
"
That
does
not
answer
my
question
.
Do
you
believe
that
I
have
commissioned
him
to
do
so
?
"
"
No
;
I
do
not
.
"
"
Then
it
is
ignoble
in
you
to
talk
to
me
of
spies
.
I
have
employed
no
spies
.
If
it
were
ever
to
come
to
that
,
that
I
thought
spies
necessary
,
it
would
be
all
over
with
me
.
"
There
was
something
of
feeling
in
his
voice
as
he
said
this
,
—
something
that
almost
approached
to
passion
which
touched
his
wife
's
heart
.
Whether
or
not
spies
would
be
of
any
avail
,
she
knew
that
she
had
in
truth
done
that
of
which
he
had
declared
that
he
had
never
suspected
her
.
She
had
listened
to
words
of
love
from
her
former
lover
.
She
had
received
,
and
now
carried
about
with
her
a
letter
from
this
man
,
in
which
he
asked
her
to
elope
with
him
.
She
had
by
no
means
resolved
that
she
would
not
do
this
thing
.
She
had
been
false
to
her
husband
;
and
as
her
husband
spoke
of
his
confidence
in
her
,
her
own
spirit
rebelled
against
the
deceit
which
she
herself
was
practising
.
"
I
know
that
I
have
never
made
you
happy
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
know
that
I
never
can
make
you
happy
.
"
He
looked
at
her
,
struck
by
her
altered
tone
,
and
saw
that
her
whole
manner
and
demeanour
were
changed
.
"
I
do
not
understand
what
you
mean
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
have
never
complained
.
You
have
not
made
me
unhappy
.
"
He
was
one
of
those
men
to
whom
this
was
enough
.
If
his
wife
caused
him
no
uneasiness
,
what
more
was
he
to
expect
from
her
?
No
doubt
she
might
have
done
much
more
for
him
.
She
might
have
given
him
an
heir
.
But
he
was
a
just
man
,
and
knew
that
the
blank
he
had
drawn
was
his
misfortune
,
and
not
her
fault
.
But
now
her
heart
was
loosed
and
she
spoke
out
,
at
first
slowly
,
but
after
a
while
with
all
the
quietness
of
strong
passion
.
"
No
,
Plantagenet
;
I
shall
never
make
you
happy
.
You
have
never
loved
me
,
nor
I
you
.
We
have
never
loved
each
other
for
a
single
moment
.
I
have
been
wrong
to
talk
to
you
about
spies
;
I
was
wrong
to
go
to
Lady
Monk
's
;
I
have
been
wrong
in
everything
that
I
have
done
;
but
never
so
wrong
as
when
I
let
them
persuade
me
to
be
your
wife
!
"
"
Glencora
!
"
"
Let
me
speak
now
,
Plantagenet
,
It
is
better
that
I
should
tell
you
everything
;
and
I
will
.
I
will
tell
you
everything
;
—
everything
!
I
do
love
Burgo
Fitzgerald
.
I
do
!
I
do
!
I
do
!
How
can
I
help
loving
him
?
Have
I
not
loved
him
from
the
first
,
—
before
I
had
seen
you
?
Did
you
not
know
that
it
was
so
?
I
do
love
Burgo
Fitzgerald
,
and
when
I
went
to
Lady
Monk
's
last
night
,
I
had
almost
made
up
my
mind
that
I
must
tell
him
so
,
and
that
I
must
go
away
with
him
and
hide
myself
.
But
when
he
came
to
speak
to
me
—
"
"
He
has
asked
you
to
go
with
him
,
then
?
"
said
the
husband
,
in
whose
bosom
the
poison
was
beginning
to
take
effect
,
thereby
showing
that
he
was
neither
above
nor
below
humanity
.
Glencora
was
immediately
reminded
that
though
she
might
,
if
she
pleased
,
tell
her
own
secrets
,
she
ought
not
,
in
accordance
with
her
ideas
of
honour
,
tell
those
of
her
lover
.
"
What
need
is
there
of
asking
,
do
you
think
,
when
people
have
loved
each
other
as
we
have
done
?
"
"
You
wanted
to
go
with
him
,
then
?
"
"
Would
it
not
have
been
the
best
for
you
?
Plantagenet
,
I
do
not
love
you
;
—
not
as
women
love
their
husbands
when
they
do
love
them
.
But
,
before
God
,
my
first
wish
is
to
free
you
from
the
misfortune
that
I
have
brought
on
you
.
"
As
she
made
this
attestation
she
started
up
from
her
chair
,
and
coming
close
to
him
,
took
him
by
the
coat
.
He
was
startled
,
and
stepped
back
a
pace
,
but
did
not
speak
;
and
then
stood
looking
at
her
as
she
went
on
.
"
What
matters
it
whether
I
drown
myself
,
or
throw
myself
away
by
going
with
such
a
one
as
him
,
so
that
you
might
marry
again
,
and
have
a
child
?
I
'd
die
;
—
I
'd
die
willingly
.
How
I
wish
I
could
die
!
Plantagenet
,
I
would
kill
myself
if
I
dared
.
"
He
was
a
tall
man
and
she
was
short
of
stature
,
so
that
he
stood
over
her
and
looked
upon
her
,
and
now
she
was
looking
up
into
his
face
with
all
her
eyes
.
"
I
would
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
would
—
I
would
!
What
is
there
left
for
me
that
I
should
wish
to
live
?
"
Softly
,
slowly
,
very
gradually
,
as
though
he
were
afraid
of
what
he
was
doing
,
he
put
his
arm
round
her
waist
.
"
You
are
wrong
in
one
thing
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
do
love
you
.
"
She
shook
her
head
,
touching
his
breast
with
her
hair
as
she
did
so
.
"
I
do
love
you
,
"
he
repeated
.
"
If
you
mean
that
I
am
not
apt
at
telling
you
so
,
it
is
true
,
I
know
.
My
mind
is
running
on
other
things
.
"
"
Yes
,
"
she
said
;
"
your
mind
is
running
on
other
things
.
"
"
But
I
do
love
you
.
If
you
cannot
love
me
,
it
is
a
great
misfortune
to
us
both
.
But
we
need
not
therefore
be
disgraced
.
As
for
that
other
thing
of
which
you
spoke
,
—
of
our
having
,
as
yet
,
no
child
"
—
and
in
saying
this
he
pressed
her
somewhat
closer
with
his
arm
—
"
you
allow
yourself
to
think
too
much
of
it
;
—
much
more
of
it
than
I
do
.
I
have
made
no
complaints
on
that
head
,
even
within
my
own
breast
.
"
"
I
know
what
your
thoughts
are
,
Plantagenet
.
"
"
Believe
me
that
you
wrong
my
thoughts
.
Of
course
I
have
been
anxious
,
and
have
,
perhaps
,
shown
my
anxiety
by
the
struggle
I
have
made
to
hide
it
.
I
have
never
told
you
what
is
false
,
Glencora
.
"
"
No
;
you
are
not
false
!
"
"
I
would
rather
have
you
for
my
wife
,
childless
,
—
if
you
will
try
to
love
me
,
—
than
any
other
woman
,
though
another
might
give
me
an
heir
.
Will
you
try
to
love
me
?
"
She
was
silent
.
At
this
moment
,
after
the
confession
that
she
had
made
,
she
could
not
bring
herself
to
say
that
she
would
even
try
.
Had
she
said
so
,
she
would
have
seemed
to
have
accepted
his
forgiveness
too
easily
.
"
I
think
,
dear
,
"
he
said
,
still
holding
her
by
her
waist
,
"
that
we
had
better
leave
England
for
a
while
.
I
will
give
up
politics
for
this
season
.
Should
you
like
to
go
to
Switzerland
for
the
summer
,
or
perhaps
to
some
of
the
German
baths
,
and
then
on
to
Italy
when
the
weather
is
cold
enough
?
"
Still
she
was
silent
.
"
Perhaps
your
friend
,
Miss
Vavasor
,
would
go
with
us
?
"
He
was
killing
her
by
his
goodness
.
She
could
not
speak
to
him
yet
;
but
now
,
as
he
mentioned
Alice
's
name
,
she
gently
put
up
her
hand
and
rested
it
on
the
back
of
his
.
At
that
moment
there
came
a
knock
at
the
door
;
—
a
sharp
knock
,
which
was
quickly
repeated
.
"
Come
in
,
"
said
Mr.
Palliser
,
dropping
his
arm
from
his
wife
's
waist
,
and
standing
away
from
her
a
few
yards
.
CHAPTER
LIX
.
The
Duke
of
St.
Bungay
in
Search
of
a
Minister
.
It
was
the
butler
who
had
knocked
,
—
showing
that
the
knock
was
of
more
importance
than
it
would
have
been
had
it
been
struck
by
the
knuckles
of
the
footman
in
livery
.
"
If
you
please
,
sir
,
the
Duke
of
St.
Bungay
is
here
.
"
"
The
Duke
of
St.
Bungay
!
"
said
Mr.
Palliser
,
becoming
rather
red
as
he
heard
the
announcement
.
"
Yes
,
sir
,
his
grace
is
in
the
library
.
He
bade
me
tell
you
that
he
particularly
wanted
to
see
you
;
so
I
told
him
that
you
were
with
my
lady
.
"
"
Quite
right
;
tell
his
grace
that
I
will
be
with
him
in
two
minutes
.
"
Then
the
butler
retired
,
and
Mr.
Palliser
was
again
alone
with
his
wife
.
"
I
must
go
now
,
my
dear
,
"
he
said
;
"
and
perhaps
I
shall
not
see
you
again
till
the
evening
.
"
"
Do
n't
let
me
put
you
out
in
any
way
,
"
she
answered
.
"
Oh
no
;
—
you
wo
n't
put
me
out
.
You
will
be
dressing
,
I
suppose
,
about
nine
.
"
"
I
did
not
mean
as
to
that
,
"
she
answered
.
"
You
must
not
think
more
of
Italy
.
He
has
come
to
tell
you
that
you
are
wanted
in
the
Cabinet
.
"
Again
he
turned
very
red
.
"
It
may
be
so
,
"
he
answered
,
"
but
though
I
am
wanted
,
I
need
not
go
.
But
I
must
not
keep
the
duke
waiting
.
Good-bye
.
"
And
he
turned
to
the
door
.
She
followed
him
and
took
hold
of
him
as
he
went
,
so
that
he
was
forced
to
turn
to
her
once
again
.
She
managed
to
get
hold
of
both
his
hands
,
and
pressed
them
closely
,
looking
up
into
his
face
with
her
eyes
laden
with
tears
.
He
smiled
at
her
gently
,
returned
the
pressure
of
the
hands
,
and
then
left
her
,
—
without
kissing
her
.
It
was
not
that
he
was
minded
not
to
kiss
her
.
He
would
have
kissed
her
willingly
enough
had
he
thought
that
the
occasion
required
it
.
"
He
says
that
he
loves
me
,
"
said
Lady
Glencora
to
herself
,
"
but
he
does
not
know
what
love
means
.
"
But
she
was
quite
aware
that
he
had
behaved
to
her
with
genuine
,
true
nobility
.
As
soon
as
she
was
alone
and
certain
of
her
solitude
,
she
took
out
that
letter
from
her
pocket
,
and
tearing
it
into
very
small
fragments
,
without
reading
it
,
threw
the
pieces
on
the
fire
.
As
she
did
so
,
her
mind
seemed
to
be
fixed
,
at
any
rate
,
to
one
thing
,
—
that
she
would
think
no
more
of
Burgo
Fitzgerald
as
her
future
master
.
I
think
,
however
,
that
she
had
arrived
at
so
much
certainty
as
this
,
at
that
moment
in
which
she
had
been
parting
with
Burgo
Fitzgerald
,
in
Lady
Monk
's
dining-room
.
She
had
had
courage
enough
,
—
or
shall
we
rather
say
sin
enough
,
—
to
think
of
going
with
him
,
—
to
tell
herself
that
she
would
do
so
;
to
put
herself
in
the
way
of
doing
it
;
nay
,
she
had
had
enough
of
both
to
enable
her
to
tell
her
husband
that
she
had
resolved
that
it
would
be
good
for
her
to
do
so
.
But
she
was
neither
bold
enough
nor
wicked
enough
to
do
the
thing
.
As
she
had
said
of
her
own
idea
of
destroying
herself
,
—
she
did
not
dare
to
take
the
plunge
.
Therefore
,
knowing
now
that
it
was
so
,
she
tore
up
the
letter
that
she
had
carried
so
long
,
and
burnt
it
in
the
fire
.
She
had
in
truth
told
him
everything
,
believing
that
in
doing
so
she
was
delivering
her
own
death-warrant
as
regarded
her
future
position
in
his
house
.
She
had
done
this
,
not
hoping
thereby
for
any
escape
;
not
with
any
purpose
as
regarded
herself
,
but
simply
because
deceit
had
been
grievous
to
her
,
and
had
become
unendurable
as
soon
as
his
words
and
manner
had
in
them
any
feeling
of
kindness
.
But
her
confession
had
no
sooner
been
made
than
her
fault
had
been
forgiven
.
She
had
told
him
that
she
did
not
love
him
.
She
had
told
him
,
even
,
that
she
had
thought
of
leaving
him
.
She
had
justified
by
her
own
words
any
treatment
of
his
,
however
harsh
,
which
he
might
choose
to
practise
.
But
the
result
had
been
—
the
immediate
result
—
that
he
had
been
more
tender
to
her
than
she
had
ever
remembered
him
to
be
before
.
She
knew
that
he
had
conquered
her
.
However
cold
and
heartless
his
home
might
be
to
her
,
it
must
be
her
home
now
.
There
could
be
no
further
thought
of
leaving
him
.
She
had
gone
out
into
the
tiltyard
and
had
tilted
with
him
,
and
he
had
been
the
victor
.
Mr.
Palliser
himself
had
not
time
for
much
thought
before
he
found
himself
closeted
with
the
Duke
;
but
as
he
crossed
the
hall
and
went
up
the
stairs
,
a
thought
or
two
did
pass
quickly
across
his
mind
.
She
had
confessed
to
him
,
and
he
had
forgiven
her
.
He
did
not
feel
quite
sure
that
he
had
been
right
,
but
he
did
feel
quite
sure
that
the
thing
had
been
done
.
He
recognized
it
for
a
fact
that
,
as
regarded
the
past
,
no
more
was
to
be
said
.
There
were
to
be
no
reproaches
,
and
there
must
be
some
tacit
abandoning
of
Mrs.
Marsham
's
close
attendance
.
As
to
Mr.
Bott
;
—
he
had
begun
to
hate
Mr.
Bott
,
and
had
felt
cruelly
ungrateful
,
when
that
gentleman
endeavoured
to
whisper
a
word
into
his
ear
as
he
passed
through
the
doorway
into
Lady
Monk
's
dining-room
.
And
he
had
offered
to
go
abroad
,
—
to
go
abroad
and
leave
his
politics
,
and
his
ambition
,
and
his
coming
honours
.
He
had
persisted
in
his
offer
,
even
after
his
wife
had
suggested
to
him
that
the
Duke
of
St.
Bungay
was
now
in
the
house
with
the
object
of
offering
him
that
very
thing
for
which
he
had
so
longed
!
As
he
thought
of
this
his
heart
became
heavy
within
him
.
Such
chances
,
—
so
he
told
himself
,
—
do
not
come
twice
in
a
man
's
way
.
When
returning
from
a
twelvemonth
's
residence
abroad
he
would
be
nobody
in
politics
.
He
would
have
lost
everything
for
which
he
had
been
working
all
his
life
.
But
he
was
a
man
of
his
word
,
and
as
he
opened
the
library
door
he
was
resolute
,
—
he
thought
that
he
could
be
resolute
in
adhering
to
his
promise
.
"
Duke
,
"
he
said
,
"
I
'm
afraid
I
have
kept
you
waiting
.
"
And
the
two
political
allies
shook
each
other
by
the
hand
.
The
Duke
was
in
a
glow
of
delight
.
There
had
been
no
waiting
.
He
was
only
too
glad
to
find
his
friend
at
home
.
He
had
been
prepared
to
wait
,
even
if
Mr.
Palliser
had
been
out
.
"
And
I
suppose
you
guess
why
I
'm
come
?
"
said
the
Duke
.
"
I
would
rather
be
told
than
have
to
guess
,
"
said
Mr.
Palliser
,
smiling
for
a
moment
.
But
the
smile
quickly
passed
off
his
face
as
he
remembered
his
pledge
to
his
wife
.
"
He
has
resigned
at
last
.
What
was
said
in
the
Lords
last
night
made
it
necessary
that
he
should
do
so
,
or
that
Lord
Brock
should
declare
himself
able
to
support
him
through
thick
and
thin
.
Of
course
,
I
can
tell
you
everything
now
.
He
must
have
gone
,
or
I
must
have
done
so
.
You
know
that
I
do
n't
like
him
in
the
Cabinet
.
I
admire
his
character
and
his
genius
,
but
I
think
him
the
most
dangerous
man
in
England
as
a
statesman
.
He
has
high
principles
,
—
the
very
highest
;
but
they
are
so
high
as
to
be
out
of
sight
to
ordinary
eyes
.
They
are
too
exalted
to
be
of
any
use
for
everyday
purposes
.
He
is
honest
as
the
sun
,
I
'm
sure
;
but
it
's
just
like
the
sun
's
honesty
,
—
of
a
kind
which
we
men
below
ca
n't
quite
understand
or
appreciate
.
He
has
no
instinct
in
politics
,
but
reaches
his
conclusions
by
philosophical
deduction
.
Now
,
in
politics
,
I
would
a
deal
sooner
trust
to
instinct
than
to
calculation
.
I
think
he
may
probably
know
how
England
ought
to
be
governed
three
centuries
hence
better
than
any
man
living
,
but
of
the
proper
way
to
govern
it
now
,
I
think
he
knows
less
.
Brock
half
likes
him
and
half
fears
him
.
He
likes
the
support
of
his
eloquence
,
and
he
likes
the
power
of
the
man
;
but
he
fears
his
restless
activity
,
and
thoroughly
dislikes
his
philosophy
.
At
any
rate
,
he
has
left
us
,
and
I
am
here
to
ask
you
to
take
his
place
.
"
The
Duke
,
as
he
concluded
his
speech
,
was
quite
contented
,
and
almost
jovial
.
He
was
thoroughly
satisfied
with
the
new
political
arrangement
which
he
was
proposing
.
He
regarded
Mr.
Palliser
as
a
steady
,
practical
man
of
business
,
luckily
young
,
and
therefore
with
a
deal
of
work
in
him
,
belonging
to
the
race
from
which
English
ministers
ought
,
in
his
opinion
,
to
be
taken
,
and
as
being
,
in
some
respects
,
his
own
pupil
.
He
had
been
the
first
to
declare
aloud
that
Plantagenet
Palliser
was
the
coming
Chancellor
of
the
Exchequer
;
and
it
had
been
long
known
,
though
no
such
declaration
had
been
made
aloud
,
that
the
Duke
did
not
sit
comfortably
in
the
same
Cabinet
with
the
gentleman
who
had
now
resigned
.
Everything
had
now
gone
as
the
Duke
wished
;
and
he
was
prepared
to
celebrate
some
little
ovation
with
his
young
friend
before
he
left
the
house
in
Park
Lane
.
"
And
who
goes
out
with
him
?
"
asked
Mr.
Palliser
,
putting
off
the
evil
moment
of
his
own
decision
;
but
before
the
Duke
could
answer
him
,
he
had
reminded
himself
that
under
his
present
circumstances
he
had
no
right
to
ask
such
a
question
.
His
own
decision
could
not
rest
upon
that
point
.
"
But
it
does
not
matter
,
"
he
said
;
"
I
am
afraid
I
must
decline
the
offer
you
bring
me
.
"
"
Decline
it
!
"
said
the
Duke
,
who
could
not
have
been
more
surprised
had
his
friend
talked
of
declining
heaven
.
"
I
fear
I
must
.
"
The
Duke
had
now
risen
from
his
chair
,
and
was
standing
,
with
both
his
hands
upon
the
table
.
All
his
contentment
,
all
his
joviality
,
had
vanished
.
His
fine
round
face
had
become
almost
ludicrously
long
;
his
eyes
and
mouth
were
struggling
to
convey
reproach
,
and
the
reproach
was
almost
drowned
in
vexation
.
Ever
since
Parliament
had
met
he
had
been
whispering
Mr.
Palliser
's
name
into
the
Prime
Minister
's
ear
,
and
now
—
.
But
he
could
not
,
and
would
not
,
believe
it
.
"
Nonsense
,
Palliser
,
"
he
said
.
"
You
must
have
got
some
false
notion
into
your
head
.
There
can
be
no
possible
reason
why
you
should
not
join
us
.
Finespun
himself
will
support
us
,
at
any
rate
for
a
time
.
"
Mr.
Finespun
was
the
gentleman
whose
retirement
from
the
ministry
the
Duke
of
St.
Bungay
had
now
announced
.
"
It
is
nothing
of
that
kind
,
"
said
Mr.
Palliser
,
who
perhaps
felt
himself
quite
equal
to
the
duties
proposed
to
him
,
even
though
Mr.
Finespun
should
not
support
him
.
"
It
is
nothing
of
that
kind
;
—
it
is
no
fear
of
that
sort
that
hinders
me
.
"
"
Then
,
for
mercy
's
sake
,
what
is
it
?
My
dear
Palliser
,
I
looked
upon
you
as
being
as
sure
in
this
matter
as
myself
;
and
I
had
a
right
to
do
so
.
You
certainly
intended
to
join
us
a
month
ago
,
if
the
opportunity
offered
.
You
certainly
did
.
"
"
It
is
true
,
Duke
.
I
must
ask
you
to
listen
to
me
now
,
and
I
must
tell
you
what
I
would
not
willingly
tell
to
any
man
.
"
As
Mr.
Palliser
said
this
a
look
of
agony
came
over
his
face
.
There
are
men
who
can
talk
easily
of
all
their
most
inmost
matters
,
but
he
was
not
such
a
man
.
It
went
sorely
against
the
grain
with
him
to
speak
of
the
sorrow
of
his
home
,
even
to
such
a
friend
as
the
Duke
;
but
it
was
essentially
necessary
to
him
that
he
should
justify
himself
.
"
Upon
my
word
,
"
said
the
Duke
,
"
I
ca
n't
understand
that
there
should
be
any
reason
strong
enough
to
make
you
throw
your
party
over
.
"
"
I
have
promised
to
take
my
wife
abroad
.
"
"
Is
that
it
?
"
said
the
Duke
,
looking
at
him
with
surprise
,
but
at
the
same
time
with
something
of
returning
joviality
in
his
face
.
"
Nobody
thinks
of
going
abroad
at
this
time
of
the
year
.
Of
course
,
you
can
get
away
for
a
time
when
Parliament
breaks
up
.
"
"
But
I
have
promised
to
go
at
once
.
"
"
Then
,
considering
your
position
,
you
have
made
a
promise
which
it
behoves
you
to
break
.
I
am
sure
Lady
Glencora
will
see
it
in
that
light
.
"
"
You
do
not
quite
understand
me
,
and
I
am
afraid
I
must
trouble
you
to
listen
to
matters
which
,
under
other
circumstances
,
it
would
be
impertinent
in
me
to
obtrude
upon
you
.
"
A
certain
stiffness
of
demeanour
,
and
measured
propriety
of
voice
,
much
at
variance
with
his
former
manner
,
came
upon
him
as
he
said
this
.
"
Of
course
,
Palliser
,
I
do
n't
want
to
interfere
for
a
moment
.
"
"
If
you
will
allow
me
,
Duke
.
My
wife
has
told
me
that
,
this
morning
,
which
makes
me
feel
that
absence
from
England
is
requisite
for
her
present
comfort
.
I
was
with
her
when
you
came
,
and
had
just
promised
her
that
she
should
go
.
"
"
But
,
Palliser
,
think
of
it
.
If
this
were
a
small
matter
,
I
would
not
press
you
;
but
a
man
in
your
position
has
public
duties
.
He
owes
his
services
to
his
country
.
He
has
no
right
to
go
back
,
if
it
be
possible
that
he
should
so
do
.
"
"
When
a
man
has
given
his
word
,
it
cannot
be
right
that
he
should
go
back
from
that
.
"
"
Of
course
not
.
But
a
man
may
be
absolved
from
a
promise
.
Lady
Glencora
—
"
"
My
wife
would
,
of
course
,
absolve
me
.
It
is
not
that
.
Her
happiness
demands
it
,
and
it
is
partly
my
fault
that
it
is
so
.
I
cannot
explain
to
you
more
fully
why
it
is
that
I
must
give
up
the
great
object
for
which
I
have
striven
with
all
my
strength
.
"
"
Oh
,
no
!
"
said
the
Duke
.
"
If
you
are
sure
that
it
is
imperative
—
"
"
It
is
imperative
.
"
"
I
could
give
you
twenty-four
hours
,
you
know
.
"
Mr.
Palliser
did
not
answer
at
once
,
and
the
Duke
thought
that
he
saw
some
sign
of
hesitation
.
"
I
suppose
it
would
not
be
possible
that
I
should
speak
to
Lady
Glencora
?
"
"
It
could
be
of
no
avail
,
Duke
.
She
would
only
declare
,
at
the
first
word
,
that
she
would
remain
in
London
;
but
it
would
not
be
the
less
my
duty
on
that
account
to
take
her
abroad
.
"
"
Well
;
I
ca
n't
say
.
Of
course
,
I
ca
n't
say
.
Such
an
opportunity
may
not
come
twice
in
a
man
's
life
.
And
at
your
age
too
!
You
are
throwing
away
from
you
the
finest
political
position
that
the
world
can
offer
to
the
ambition
of
any
man
.
No
one
at
your
time
of
life
has
had
such
a
chance
within
my
memory
.
That
a
man
under
thirty
should
be
thought
fit
to
be
Chancellor
of
the
Exchequer
,
and
should
refuse
it
,
—
because
he
wants
to
take
his
wife
abroad
!
Palliser
,
if
she
were
dying
,
you
should
remain
under
such
an
emergency
as
this
.
She
might
go
,
but
you
should
remain
.
"
Mr.
Palliser
remained
silent
for
a
moment
or
two
in
his
chair
;
he
then
rose
and
walked
towards
the
window
,
as
he
spoke
.
"
There
are
things
worse
than
death
,
"
he
said
,
when
his
back
was
turned
.
His
voice
was
very
low
,
and
there
was
a
tear
in
his
eye
as
he
spoke
them
;
the
words
were
indeed
whispered
,
but
the
Duke
heard
them
,
and
felt
that
he
could
not
press
him
any
more
on
the
subject
of
his
wife
.
"
And
must
this
be
final
?
"
said
the
Duke
.
"
I
think
it
must
.
But
your
visit
here
has
come
so
quickly
on
my
resolution
to
go
abroad
,
—
which
,
in
truth
,
was
only
made
ten
minutes
before
your
name
was
brought
to
me
,
—
that
I
believe
I
ought
to
ask
for
a
portion
of
those
twenty-four
hours
which
you
have
offered
me
.
A
small
portion
will
be
enough
.
Will
you
see
me
,
if
I
come
to
you
this
evening
,
say
at
eight
?
If
the
House
is
up
in
the
Lords
I
will
go
to
you
in
St.
James
's
Square
.
"
"
We
shall
be
sitting
after
eight
,
I
think
.
"
"
Then
I
will
see
you
there
.
And
,
Duke
,
I
must
ask
you
to
think
of
me
in
this
matter
as
a
friend
should
think
,
and
not
as
though
we
were
bound
together
only
by
party
feeling
.
"
"
I
will
,
—
I
will
.
"
"
I
have
told
you
what
I
shall
never
whisper
to
any
one
else
.
"
"
I
think
you
know
that
you
are
safe
with
me
.
"
"
I
am
sure
of
it
.
And
,
Duke
,
I
can
tell
you
that
the
sacrifice
to
me
will
be
almost
more
than
I
can
bear
.
This
thing
that
you
have
offered
me
to-day
is
the
only
thing
that
I
have
ever
coveted
.
I
have
thought
of
it
and
worked
for
it
,
have
hoped
and
despaired
,
have
for
moments
been
vain
enough
to
think
that
it
was
within
my
strength
,
and
have
been
wretched
for
weeks
together
because
I
have
told
myself
that
it
was
utterly
beyond
me
.
"
"
As
to
that
,
neither
Brock
nor
I
,
nor
any
of
us
,
have
any
doubt
.
Finespun
himself
says
that
you
are
the
man
.
"
"
I
am
much
obliged
to
them
.
But
I
say
all
this
simply
that
you
may
understand
how
imperative
is
the
duty
which
,
as
I
think
,
requires
me
to
refuse
the
offer
.
"
"
But
you
have
n't
refused
as
yet
,
"
said
the
Duke
.
"
I
shall
wait
at
the
House
for
you
,
whether
they
are
sitting
or
not
.
And
endeavour
to
join
us
.
Do
the
best
you
can
.
I
will
say
nothing
as
to
that
duty
of
which
you
speak
;
but
if
it
can
be
made
compatible
with
your
public
service
,
pray
—
pray
let
it
be
done
.
Remember
how
much
such
a
one
as
you
owes
to
his
country
.
"
Then
the
Duke
went
,
and
Mr.
Palliser
was
alone
.
He
had
not
been
alone
before
since
the
revelation
which
had
been
made
to
him
by
his
wife
,
and
the
words
she
had
spoken
were
still
sounding
in
his
ears
.
"
I
do
love
Burgo
Fitzgerald
;
—
I
do
!
I
do
!
I
do
!
"
They
were
not
pleasant
words
for
a
young
husband
to
hear
.
Men
there
are
,
no
doubt
,
whose
nature
would
make
them
more
miserable
under
the
infliction
than
it
had
made
Plantagenet
Palliser
.
He
was
calm
,
without
strong
passion
,
not
prone
to
give
to
words
a
stronger
significance
than
they
should
bear
;
—
and
he
was
essentially
unsuspicious
.
Never
for
a
moment
had
he
thought
,
even
while
those
words
were
hissing
in
his
ears
,
that
his
wife
had
betrayed
his
honour
.
Nevertheless
,
there
was
that
at
his
heart
,
as
he
remembered
those
words
,
which
made
him
feel
that
the
world
was
almost
too
heavy
for
him
.
For
the
first
quarter
of
an
hour
after
the
Duke
's
departure
he
thought
more
of
his
wife
and
of
Burgo
Fitzgerald
than
he
did
of
Lord
Brock
and
Mr.
Finespun
.
But
of
this
he
was
aware
,
—
that
he
had
forgiven
his
wife
;
that
he
had
put
his
arm
round
her
and
embraced
her
after
hearing
her
confession
,
—
and
that
she
,
mutely
,
with
her
eyes
,
had
promised
him
that
she
would
do
her
best
for
him
.
Then
something
of
an
idea
of
love
came
across
his
heart
,
and
he
acknowledged
to
himself
that
he
had
married
without
loving
or
without
requiring
love
.
Much
of
all
this
had
been
his
own
fault
.
Indeed
,
had
not
the
whole
of
it
come
from
his
own
wrong-doing
?
He
acknowledged
that
it
was
so
.
But
now
,
—
now
he
loved
her
.
He
felt
that
he
could
not
bear
to
part
with
her
,
even
if
there
were
no
question
of
public
scandal
,
or
of
disgrace
.
He
had
been
torn
inwardly
by
that
assertion
that
she
loved
another
man
.
She
had
got
at
his
heart-strings
at
last
.
There
are
men
who
may
love
their
wives
,
though
they
never
can
have
been
in
love
before
their
marriage
.
When
the
Duke
had
been
gone
about
an
hour
,
and
when
,
under
ordinary
circumstances
,
it
would
have
been
his
time
to
go
down
to
the
House
,
he
took
his
hat
and
walked
into
the
Park
.
He
made
his
way
across
Hyde
Park
,
and
into
Kensington
Gardens
,
and
there
he
remained
for
an
hour
,
walking
up
and
down
beneath
the
elms
.
The
quidnuncs
of
the
town
,
who
chanced
to
see
him
,
and
who
had
heard
something
of
the
political
movements
of
the
day
,
thought
,
no
doubt
,
that
he
was
meditating
his
future
ministerial
career
.
But
he
had
not
been
there
long
before
he
had
resolved
that
no
ministerial
career
was
at
present
open
to
him
.
"
It
has
been
my
own
fault
,
"
he
said
,
as
he
returned
to
his
house
,
"
and
with
God
's
