`Itisyourownson,Arthur,——or,Ifthatconsiderationhasnoweightwithyou,itismine;andyououghttorespectmyfeelings。’
`Well,don’tbecross;itwasonlyaslipofthetongue,’pleadedhe。`Thelittlefellowiswellenough,onlyIcan’tworshiphimasyoudo。’
`Youshallnursehimforme,asapunishment,’saidI,risingtoputmybabyinitsfather’sarms。
`No,don’t,Helen——don’t!’criedhe,inrealdisquietude。
`Iwill:you’lllovehimbetter,whenyoufeelthelittlecreatureinyourarms。’
Idepositedthepreciousburdeninhishands,andretreatedtotheothersideoftheroom,laughingattheludicrous,half-embarrassedairwithwhichhesat,holdingitatarm’slength,andlookinguponitasifitweresomecuriousbeingofquiteadifferentspeciestohimself。
`Come,takeit,Helen;takeit,’hecried,atlength。`Ishalldropit,Ifyoudon’t。’
Compassionatinghisdistress——orratherthechild’sunsafeposition,Irelievedhimofthecharge。
`Kissit,Arthur;do——you’veneverkissedityet!’saidI,kneelingandpresentingitbeforehim。
`Iwouldratherkissitsmother,’repliedhe,embracIngme。`Therenow;won’tthatdoaswell?’
Iresumedmyseatintheeasychair,andgavemylittleoneashowerofgentlekissestomakeupforitsotherparent’srefusal。
`Theregoes!’criedthejealousfather,`That’smore,inoneminute,lavishedonthatlittlesenseless,thankless,oyster,thanyouhavegivenmethesethreeweekspast。’
`Comeherethen,youinsatiablemonopolist,andyoushallhaveasmanyasyoulike,incorrigibleandundeservingasyouare——Therenow,won’tthatsuffice?Ihaveagoodmindnevertogiveyouanothertillyouhavelearnedtolovemybabyasafathershould。’
`Ilikethelittledevil——’
`Arthur!’
`Well,thelittleangel——wellenough,’andhepincheditsdelicatelittlenosetoprovehisaffection,`onlyIcan’tloveit——whatistheretolove?Itcan’tloveme——oryoueither;itcan’tunderstandasinglewordyousaytoit,orfeelonesparkofgratitudeforallyourkindness。
Waittillitcanshowsomelittleaffectionforme,andthenI’llseeaboutlovingit。Atpresentitisnothingmorethanalittleselfish,senseless,sensualist,andifyouseeanythingadorableinit,it’sallverywell——I
onlywonderhowyoucan。’
`Ifyouwerelessselfishyourself,Arthur,youwouldnotregarditinthatlight。’
`Possiblynot,mylove;butsoitis:there’snohelpforit。’
TheTenantofWildfellHall:Chapter29CHAPTER29TheNeighbourDEC。25th,1823。Anotheryearisgone。MylittleArthurlivesandthrives。
Heishealthybutnotrobust,fullofgentleplayfulnessandvivacity,alreadyaffectionate,andsusceptibleofpassionsandemotionsitwillbelongerehecanfindwordstoexpress。Hehaswonhisfather’sheartatlast;andnowmyconstantterroris,lestheshouldberuinedbythatfather’sthoughtlessindulgence。ButImustbewareofmyownweaknesstoo,forIneverknewtillnowhowstrongareaparent’stemptationstospoilanonlychild。
Ihaveneedofconsolationinmyson,fortothissilentpaperImayconfessitIhavebutlittleinmyhusband。Ilovehimstill;andhelovesme,inhisownway——butoh,howdifferentfromtheloveIcouldhavegiven,andoncehadhopedtoreceive!howlittlerealsympathythereexistsbetweenus;howmanyofmythoughtsandfeelingsaregloomilycloisteredwithinmyownmind;howmuchofmyhigherandbetterselfisindeedunmarried——doomedeithertohardenandsourinthesunlessshadeofsolitude,ortoquitedegenerateandfallawayforlackofnutrimentinthisunwholesomesoil!——But,Irepeat,Ihavenorighttocomplain:onlyletmestatethetruth——someofthetruthatleast,——andsee,hereafter,ifanydarkertruthswillblotthesepages。Wehavenowbeenfulltwoyearsunited——the`romance’ofourattachmentmustbewornaway。SurelyIhavenowgotdowntothelowestgradationinArthur’saffection,anddiscoveredalltheevilsofhisnature:
iftherebeanyfurtherchange,itmustbeforthebetter,aswebecomestillmoreaccustomedtoeachother:surelyweshallfindnolowerdepththanthis。And,Ifso’Icanbearitwell——aswell,atleast,asIhaveborneithitherto。
Arthurisnotwhatiscommonlycalledabadman:hehasmanygoodqualities;butheisamanwithoutself-restraintorloftyaspirations——aloverofpleasure,givenuptoanimalenjoyments:heisnotabadhusband,buthisnotionsofmatrimonialdutiesandcomfortsarenotmynotions。
Judgingfromappearances,hisideaofawifeisathingtoloveonedevotedlyandtostayathome——towaituponherhusband,andamusehimandministertohiscomfortineverypossibleway,whilehechoosestostaywithher;
and,whenheisabsent,toattendtohisinterests,domesticorotherwise,andpatientlywaithisreturn;nomatterhowbemaybeoccupiedinthemeantime。
Earlyinspring,beannouncedhisintentionofgoingtoLondon:
hisaffairstheredemandedhisattendance,hesaid,andhecouldrefuseitnolonger。Heexpressedhisregretathavingtoleaveme,buthopedIwouldamusemyselfwiththebabytillhereturned。
`Butwhyleaveme?’Isaid。`Icangowithyou:Icanbebeadyatanytime。’
`Youwouldnottakethatchildtotown?’
`Yes——whynot?’
Thethingwasabsurd:theairofthetownwouldbecertaintodisagreewithhim,andwithmeasanurse:thelatehoursandLondonhabitswouldnotsuitmeundersuchcircumstances;andaltogetherheassuredmethatitwouldbeexcessivelytroublesome,injurious,andunsafe。IoverruledhisobjectionsaswellasIcould,forItrembledatthethoughtofhisgoingalone,andwouldsacrificealmostanythingformyself,muchevenformychild,topreventit;butatlengthhetoldme,plainly,andsomewhattestily,thathecouldnotdowithme:hewaswornoutwiththebaby’srestlessnights,andmusthavesomerepose。Iproposedseparateapartments;
butitwouldnotdo。
`Thetruthis,Arthur,’Isaid,atlast,`youarewearyofmycompany,anddeterminednottohavemewithyou。Youmightaswellhavesaidsoatonce。’
Hedeniedit;butIimmediatelylefttheroom,andflewtothenurserytohidemyfeelings,ifIcouldnotsooththem,there。
Iwastoomuchhurttoexpressanyfurtherdissatisfactionwithhisplans,oratalltorefertothesubjectagain,exceptforthenecessaryarrangementsconcerninghisdepartureandtheconductofaffairsduringhisabsence,——tillthedaybeforehewent,whenIearnestlyexhortedhimtotakecareofhimselfandkeepoutofthewayoftemptation。Helaughedatmyanxiety,butassuredmetherewasnocauseforit,andpromisedtoattendtomyadvice,`Isupposeitisnouseaskingyoutofixadayforyourreturn?’
saidI。
`Why,no:Ihardlycan,underthecircumstances;butbeassured,love,Ishallnotbelongaway。’
`Idon’twishtokeepyouaprisonerathome,’Ireplied:`Ishouldnotgrumbleatyourstayingwholemonthsaway——ifyoucanbehappysolongwithoutme——providedIknewyouweresafe;butIdon’tliketheideaofyourbeingthere,amongyourfriends,asyoucallthem。’
`Pooh,pooh,yousillygirl!DoyouthinkIcan’ttakecareofmyself?’
`Youdidn’tlasttime——ButTHIStime,Arthur,’Iadded,earnestly,`showmethatyoucan,andteachmethatIneednotfeartotrustyou!’
Hepromisedfair,butinsuchamannerasweseektosootheachild。Anddidhekeephispromise?No;——and,henceforth,Icannevertrusthisword。Bitter,bitterconfession!TearsblindmewhileIwrite。ItwasearlyinMarchthathewent,andhedidnotreturntillJuly。Thistime,hedidnottroublehimselftomakeexcusesasbefore,andhisletterswerelessfrequent,andshorterandlessaffectionate,especiallyafterthefirstfewweeks:theycameslowerandslower,andmoreterseandcarelesseverytime。Butstill,whenIomittedwritinghecomplainedofmyneglect。WhenIwrotesternlyandcoldly,asIconfessIfrequentlydidatthelast,heblamedmyharshness,andsaiditwasenoughtoscarehungfromhishome:whenItriedmildpersuasion,hewasalittlemoregentleinhisreplies,andpromisedtoreturn;butIhadlearned,atlast,todisregardhispromises。
Thosewerefourmiserablemonths,alternatingbetweenintenseanxiety,despair,andindignation;pityforhim,andpityformyself。Andyet,throughall,Iwasnotwhollycomfortless;Ihadmydarling,sinless,inoffensivelittleonetoconsoleme,buteventhisconsolationwasembitteredbytheconstantlyrecurringthought,`HowshallIteachhim,hereafter,torespecthisfather,andyettoavoidhisexample?’
ButIrememberedthatIhadbroughtalltheseafflictions,inamannerwilfully,uponmyself;andIdeterminedtobearthemwithoutamurmur。AtthesametimeIresolvednottogivemyselfuptomiseryforthetransgressionsofanother,andendeavouredtodivertmyselfasmuchasIcould;andbesidesthecompanionshipofmychildandmydear,faithfulRachel,whoevidentlyguessedmysorrowsandfeltforthem,thoughshewastoodiscreettoalludetothem,——Ihadmybooksandpencil,mydomesticaffairs,andthewelfareandcomfortofArthur’spoortenantsandlabourerstoattendto;andIsometimessoughtandobtainedamusementinthecompanyofmyyoungfriendEstherHargrave:occasionally,Irodeovertoseeher,andonceortwiceIhadhertospendthedaywithmeatthemanor。MrsHargravedidnotvisitLondonthatseason:havingnodaughtertomarry,shethoughtitaswelltostayathomeandeconomize;and,forawonder,WaltercamedowntojoinherinthebeginningofJuneandstayedtillnearthecloseofAugust。
ThefirsttimeIsawhimwasonasweet,warmevening,whenI
wassaunteringintheparkwithlittleArthurandRachel,whoishead-nurseandlady’s-maidinone——for,withmysecludedlifeandtolerablyactivehabits,Irequirebutlittleattendance,andasshehadnursedmeandcovetedtonursemychild,andwasmoreoversoverytrustworthy,Ipreferredcommittingtheimportantchargetoher,withayoungnurserymaidunderherdirections,toengaginganyoneelse:——besidesitsavesmoney;andsinceIhavemadeacquaintancewithArthur’saffairs,Ihavelearnedtoregardthatasnotriflingrecommendation;for,bymyowndesire,nearlythewholeoftheincomeofmyfortuneisdevoted,foryearstocome,tothepayingoffofhisdebts,andthemoneyhecontrivestosquanderawayinLondonisincomprehensible——ButtoreturntoMrHargrave:——IwasstandingwithRachelbesidethewater,amusingthelaughingbabyinherarmswithatwigofwillowladenwithgoldencatkins,whengreatlytomysurprise,heenteredthepark,mountedonhiscostlyblackhunter,andcrossedoverthegrasstomeetme。Hesalutedmewithaveryfinecompliment,delicatelyworded,andmodestlydeliveredwithal,whichhehaddoubtlessconcoctedasherodealong。Hetoldmehehadbroughtamessagefromhismother,who,ashewasridingthatway,haddesiredhimtocallatthemanorandbegthepleasureofmycompanytoafriendly,familydinnerto-morrow。
`Thereisnoonetomeetbutourselves,’saidhe;`butEstherisveryanxioustoseeyou;andmymotherfearsyouwillfeelsolitaryinthisgreathousesomuchalone,andwishesshecouldpersuadeyoutogiveherthepleasureofyourcompanymorefrequently,andmakeyourselfathomeinourmorehumbledwelling,tillMrHuntingdon’sreturnshallrenderthisalittlemoreconducivetoyourcomfort。’
`Sheisverykind,’Ianswered,`butIamnotalone,yousee;——andthosewhosetimeisfullyoccupiedseldomcomplainofsolitude。’
`Willyounotcometomorrow,then?Shewillbesadlydisappointedifyourefuse,’
Ididnotrelishbeingthuscompassionatedformyloneliness;
buthowever,Ipromisedtocome。
`Whatasweeteveningthisis!’observedhe,lookingrounduponthesunnypark,withitsimposingswellandslope,itsplacidwater,andmajesticclumpsoftrees。`Andwhataparadiseyoulivein!’
`Itisalovelyevening,’answeredI;andIsighedtothinkhowlittleIhadfeltitsloveliness,andhowlittleofaparadisesweetGrass-dalewastome——howstilllesstothevoluntaryexilefromitsscenes。WhetherMrHargravedivinedmythoughts,Icannottell,but,withahalf-hesitating,sympathizingseriousnessoftoneandmanner,heaskedifIhadlatelyheardfromMrHuntingdon。