Icouldn’thelpjumpingstraightup——Istoodbeforehim。"SothatwhoevermayhaveBEENtheman,themanNOW,theactualman——"
"Oh,"saidObert,looking,luminousandstraight,upatmefromhisseat,"themannow,theactualman——!"Buthestoppedshort,withhiseyessuddenlyquittingmeandhiswordsbecomingaformlessejaculation。Thedooroftheroom,towhichmybackwasturned,hadopened,andIquicklylookedround。ItwasBrissendenhimselfwho,tomysupremesurprise,stoodthere,withrapidinquiryinhisattitudeandface。Isaw,assoonashecaughtmine,thatIwaswhathewanted,and,immediatelyexcusingmyselfforaninstanttoObert,Ianticipated,bymovingacrosstheroom,theneed,onpoorBriss’spart,ofmyfurtherdemonstration。Mywholesenseofthesituationblazedupatthetouchofhispresence,andevenbeforeIreachedhimithadrolledovermeinaprodigiouswavethatIhadlostnothingwhatever。Ican’tbegintosayhowthefactofhisappearancecrownedthecommunicationmyinterlocutorhadjustmademe,norinwhatabrightconfusionofmanythingsIfoundmyselffacingpoorBriss。OneofthesethingswaspreciselythathehadneverbeensomuchpoorBrissasatthismoment。Thatministeredtotheconfusionaswellastothebrightness,forifhisbeingthereatallrenewedmysourcesandreplenishedmycurrent——spokeall,inshort,formygain——so,ontheotherhand,inthelightofwhatIhadjusthadfromObert,hisparticularaspectwassomethingofashock。
Ican’tpresentthisespecialimpressionbetterthanbythementionofmyinstantcertitudethatwhathehadcomeforwastobringmeamessageandthatsomehow——yes,indubitably——thiscircumstanceseemedtohaveplacedhimagainattheverybottomofhishole。Itwasdowninthatdepththatheletmeseehim——itwasoutofitthathedeliveredhimself。PoorBriss!
poorBriss!——IhadaskedmyselfbeforehespokewithwhatkindnessenoughIcouldmeethim。PoorBriss!poorBriss!——IamnotevennowsurethatIdidn’tfirstmeethimbyTHATirrepressiblemurmur。Itwasinitallformethat,thus,atmidnight,hehadtraversedonhiserrandthelengthofthegreatdarkhouse。Itrodwithhim,overthevelvetandthemarble,throughthetwistsandturns,amongthegloomsandglimmersandechoes,everyinchoftheway,andIdon’tknowwhathumiliation,forhim,wasconstitutedthere,betweenus,byhislongpilgrimage。Itwasthefinalexpressionofhissacrifice。
"Mywifehassomethingtosaytoyou。"
"Mrs。Briss?Good!"——andIcouldonlyhopethecandourofmysurprisewasallItriedtomakeit。"Isshewithyouthere?"
"No,butshehasaskedmetosaytoyouthatifyou’llpresentlybeinthedrawing—roomshe’llcome。"
Whocoulddoubt,asIlaidmyhandonhisshoulder,fairlypattingit,inspiteofmyself,forapplause——whocoulddoubtwhereIwouldpresentlybe?"It’smostuncommonlygoodofbothofyou。"
Therewassomethinginhisinscrutableservicethat,makinghimalmostaugust,gavemydissimulatedeagernessthesoundofaheartlesscompliment。
Istoodforthehollowchatterofthevulgarworld,andhe——oh,hewasasseriousashewasconscious;whichwasenough。"Shesaysyou’llknowwhatshewishes——andshewassureI’dfindyouhere。SoImaytellheryou’llcome?"
Hiscourtesyhalfbrokemyheart。"Why,mydearman,withallthepleasure——!
Somanythousandthanks。I’llbewithher。"
"ThankstoYOU。She’llbedown。Good—night。"Helookedroundtheroom——atthetwoorthreeclustersofmen,smoking,engaged,contented,ontheireasyseatsandamongtheirpoppedcorks;helookedoveraninstantatFordObert,whoseeyes,Ithought,hemomentarilyheld。Itwasabsolutelyasif,forme,hewereseekingsuchthings——outofwhatwasclosingoverhim——forthelasttime。Thenheturnedagaintothedoor,which,justnottofailhumanlytoaccompanyhimastep,Ihadopened。OntheothersideofitItookleaveofhim。Thepassage,thoughtherewasalightinthedistance,wasdarkerthanthesmoking—room,andIhaddrawnthedoorto。
"Good—night,Brissenden。Ishallbegonetomorrowbeforeyoushow。"
Ishallneverforgetthewaythat,struckbymyword,helethiswhitefacefixmeinthedusk。"’Show’?WHATdoIshow?"
Ihadtakenhishandforfarewell,and,inevitablylaughing,butasthefalsestofnotes,Igaveitashake。"Youshownothing!You’remagnificent。"
Heletmekeephishandwhilethingsunspokenanduntouched,unspeakableanduntouchable,everythingthathadbeenbetweenusinthewoodafewhoursbefore,werebetweenusagain。Butsowecouldonlyleavethem,and,withashort,sharp"Good—bye!"hecompletelyreleasedhimself。WithmyhandonthelatchofthecloseddoorIwatchedaminutehisretreatalongthepassage,andIrememberthereflectionthat,beforerejoiningObert,Imadeonit。Iseemedperpetually,atNewmarch,tobetakinghismeasurefrombehind。
FordOberthassincetoldmethatwhenIcamebacktohimthereweretearsinmyeyes,andIdidn’tknowatthemomenthowmuchthewordswithwhichhemetmetookforgrantedmyconsciousnessofthem。"Helooksahundredyearsold!"
"Oh,butyoushouldseehisshoulders,always,ashegoesoff!TWOcenturies——ten!
Isn’titamazing?"
Itwassoamazingthat,foralittle,itmadeusreciprocallystare。
"Ishouldhavethought,"hesaid,"thathewouldhavebeenonthecontrary——"
"Visiblyrejuvenated?SoshouldI。Imustmakeitout,"Iadded。"I
SHALL。"
ButObert,withlesstogoupon,couldn’twait。Itwaswonderful,forthatmatter——andforallIhadtogoupon——howImyselfcould。Ididso,atthismoment,inmyrefreshedintensity,bythehelpofconfusedlylightinganothercigarette,whichIshouldhavenotimetosmoke。"Ishouldhavethought,"myfriendcontinued,"thathetoomighthavechangedback。"
Itookin,formyself,somuchmoreofitthanIcouldsay!"Certainly。
Youwouldn’thavethoughthewouldhavechangedforward。"ThenwithanimpulsethatbridgedoveranabyssofconnectionsIjumpedtoanotherplace。
"WaswhatyoumostsawwhileyouweretherewithHER——wasthisthathermisery,themiseryyoufirstphrasedtome,hasdropped?"
"Dropped,yes。"Hewasclearaboutit。"IcalledherbeastlyunhappytoyouthoughIeventhenknewthatbeastlyunhappinesswasn’tquiteallofit。Itwaspartofit,itwasenoughofit;forshewas——well,nodoubtyoucouldtellME。Justnow,atallevents"——andrecalling,reflecting,deciding,heused,withthestrongesteffect,ashesooftendidinpainting,thesimplestterm——"justnowshe’sallright。"
"Allright?"
Hecouldn’tknowhowmuchmorethanwaspossiblemyquestiongavehimtoanswer。Butheanswereditonwhathehad;herepeated:"Allright。"
Iwondered,inspiteofthecomfortItook,asIhadmorethanonceinlifehadoccasiontotakeitbefore,atthesightofthepainter—sensedeeplyapplied。MywondercamefromthefactthatLadyJohnhadalsofoundMrs。Serverallright,andLadyJohnhadavisionasclosedasObert’swasopen。Itdidn’tsuitmybookforboththeseobserverstohavebeenaffectedinthesameway。"Youmeanyousawnothingwhateverinherthatwastheleastbitstrange?"
"Oh,Iwon’tsayasmuchasthat。ButnothingthatwasmorestrangethanthatsheSHOULDbe——well,afterall,allright。"
"Allthere,eh?"Iafteraninstantrisked。
Icouldn’tputittohimmoredefinitelythanthat,thoughtherewasatemptationtotrytodoso。ForOberttohavefoundherallthereanhourortwoafterIhadfoundherallabsent,mademeagain,inmynervousness,feelevennowatriflemenaced。ThingsHAD,fromsteptostep,tohangtogether,andjustheretheyseemed——withallallowances——tohangalittleapart。Mywholesuperstructure,Icouldonlyremember,reareditselfonmyviewofMrs。Server’scondition;butitwaspartofmypredicament——reallyequalinitswaytoherown——thatIcouldn’twithoutdishonouringmyselfgivemyinterlocutorapracticallead。Thequestionofherhappinesswasessentiallysubordinate;whatIstoodorfellbywasthatofherfaculty。
ButIcouldn’t,ontheotherhand——andremain"straight"——insisttomyfriendonthewhereaboutsofthisstolenproperty。Ifhehadn’tmisseditinherforhimselfImightn’tputhimonthetrackofit;since,withthedemonstrationhehadbeforemyeyesreceivedoftherateatwhichLongwas,asonehadtocallit,intellectuallyliving,nothingwouldbemorenaturalthanthatheshouldmakethecasesfit。Nowmypersonalproblem,unalteredintheleastparticularbyanything,wasformetohaveworkedtotheendwithoutbreathinginanotherearthatLonghadbeenherlover。
Thatwastheonlythinginthewholebusinessthatwassimple。Itmademeclinganinstantthemore,bothforblissandbale,tothebearingofthisfactofObert’sinsistence。Evenasasequeltohisvisionofherchange,almosteverythingwaswrongforherbeingallrightexcepttheonefactofmyrecentview,fromthewindow,ofthemanunnamed。Isawhimagainsharplyintheseseconds,andtonoticehowhestillkeptclearofourcompanywasalmosttoaddcertitudetothepresumptionofhisrarereasons。Mrs。Server’sbeingnow,byawonderfulturn,allrightwouldatleastdecidedlyoffertothesereasonsabasis。ItwouldbesomethingLong’sabsencewouldfit。Itwouldsupplyground,inshort,forthepossibilitythat,byaprocessnotlesswonderful,hehimselfwasallwrong。IfheWASallwrongmylastimpressionofhimwouldbeamplyaccountedfor。Ifhewasallwrong——ifhe,inanycase,felthimselfgoingso——whatmoreconsequentthanthatheshouldhavewishedtohideit,andthatthemostimmediatewayforthisshouldhaveseemedtohim,markedlygregariousasheusuallywas,tokeepawayfromthesmokers?ItcametomeunspeakablythatheWASstillhidingitandWASkeepingaway。How,accordingly,musthenot——andmustnotMrs。Briss——havebeeninthespiritofthisfromthemomentthat,whileItalkedwithLadyJohn,thesightofthesetwoseatedtogetherhadgivenmeitsmessage!ButObert’sanswertomyguardedchallengehadmeanwhilecome。"Oh,whenawoman’ssoclever——!"
Thatwasall,withitstouchofexperienceanditshintofphilosophy;
butitwasstupefying。Shewasalreadythenpositivelyagain"soclever?"
ThiswasreallymorethanIcouldasyetprovideanexplanationfor,butIwaspressed;Brissendenwouldhavereachedhiswife’sroomagain,andItemporised。"ItwasherclevernessthatheldyousothatwhenIpassedyoucouldn’tlookatme?"
Helookedatmeatpresentwellenough。"Iknewyouwerepassing,butIwantedpreciselytomarkforyouthedifference。Ifyoureallywanttoknow,"thepoormanconfessed,"Iwasalittleashamedofmyself。Ihadgivenherawaytoyou,youknow,rather,before。"
"Andyouwereboundyouwouldn’tdoitagain?"
Hesmiledinhisnowcompletecandour。"Ah,therewasnoreason。"Thenheused,happily,torighthimself,myownexpression。"Shewasallthere。"
"Isee——Isee。"YetIreallydidn’tseeenoughnottohaveforaninstanttoturnaway。
"Whereareyougoing?"heasked。
"TodowhatBrissendencametomefor。"
"ButIdon’tKNOW,yousee,whatBrissendencametoyoufor。"
"Well,withamessage。Shewastohaveseenmethisevening,but,asshegavemenochance,IwasafraidIhadlostitandthat,soratherawkwardlylate,shedidn’tventure。Butwhathearrivedforjustnow,atherrequest,wastosayshedoesventure。"
Mycompanionstared。"Atthisextraordinaryhour?"
"Ah,thehour,"Ilaughed,"isnomoreextraordinarythananyotherpartofthebusiness:nomoreso,forinstance,thanthispresenttalkofyoursandmine。Whatpartofthebusinessisn’textraordinary?Ifitis,atallevents,remarkablylate,that’sHERfault。"
Yethenotunnaturally,inspiteofmyexplanation,continuedtowonder。
"And——a——whereisitthenyoumeet?"
"Oh,inthedrawing—roomorthehall。Sogood—night。"
Hegotuptoit,movingwithmetothedoor;buthismystification,littleasIcould,onthewhole,sootheit,stillkeptme。"Thehouseholdsitsupforyou?"
Iwonderedmyself,butfoundanassurance。"Shemusthavesquaredthehousehold!Anditwon’tprobablytakeusverylong。"
Hismystificationfranklyconfesseditself,atthis,plaincuriosity。
Thegroundofsuchaconference,forallthepointIhadgivenhisingenuity,simplybaffledhim。"Doyoumeanyouproposetodiscusswithher——?"
"Mydearfellow,"Ismiledwithmyhandonthedoor,"it’sSHE——don’tyousee?——whoproposes。"
"Butwhatintheworld——?"
"Oh,THATIshallhavetowaittotellyou。"
"Withalltheotherthings?"Hisface,whilehesoundedmine,seemedtosaythatImustthentakehisexpectationasserious。Butitseemedtosayalsothathewas——definitely,yes——moreatalossthanconsortedwithbeingquitesureofme。"Well,itwillmakealot,really——!"Buthebrokeoff。"Youdo,"hesighedwithaneffortatresignation,"knowmorethanI!"
"Andhaven’tIadmittedthat?"
"I’llbehangedifyouDON’Tknowwhoheis!"thepoorfellow,forallanswer,nowproduced。
HesaiditasifIhad,afterall,notbeenplayingfair,anditmademeforaninstanthesitate。"No,Ireallydon’tknow。Butit’sexactlywhatIshallperhapsnowlearn。"
"YoumeanthatwhatshehasproposedistoTELLyou?"
HisdarknesshadsodeepenedthatIsawonlynowwhatIshouldhaveseensooner——themisconceptionthat,inmyexcessiveestimateofthedistancehehadcomewithme,Ihadnotatfirstcaught。Butitwasamisconceptionthatonlyenrichedhistestimony;itinvolvedsuchaconvictionofthenewlinkbetweenourtwosacrificedfriendsthatitimmediatelyconstitutedformethestrongestlighthewould,inourwholetalk,havethrown。Yes,hehadnotyetthrownsomuchasinthiserroneoussuppositionofthesourceofmysummons。Ittookmeofcourse,atthesametime,butafewsecondstoremindmyselfagainoftheinnumerablestepshehadnecessarilymissed。
Hisquestionmeanwhile,rightlyappliedbymyownthought,broughtbacktothatthought,bywayofanswer,animmensesuggestion,whichmoreover,forhimtoo,wastemporarilyanswerenough。"She’lltellmewhoheWON’T
havebeen!"
Helookedvague。"Ah,butTHAT——"
"That,"Ideclared,"willbeluminous。"
Hemadeitout。"Asasign,youthink,thathemustbetheveryoneshedenies?"
"Theveryone!"Ilaughed;andIlefthimunderthissimpleandsecureimpressionthatmyappointmentwaswithMrs。Server。
Chapter12
Iwentfromoneroomtotheother,buttofindonly,atfirst,asonmypreviouscircuit,adesertonwhichthesunhadstillnotset。Mrs。
Brissendenwasnowhere,butthewholeplacewaitedaswehadleftit,withseatsdisplacedandflowersdispetalled,afanforgottenonatable,abooklaiddownuponachair。ItcameovermeasIlookedaboutthatifsheHAD"squared"thehousehold,solargeanorder,astheysaid,wasasignsufficientofwhatIwastohavefromher。Ihadquiteratheritwereherdoing——notmine;butitshowedwitheloquencethatshehadafteralljudgedsomeeffortorothertobeworthherwhile。Herreneweddelaymoreoveraddedtomyimpatienceofmindinrespecttothenatureofthiseffortbystrikingmeasalreadypartofit。What,Iaskedmyself,couldbesomuchworthherwhileastohavetobepaidforbysomuchapparentreluctance?
ButatlastIsawherthroughavistaofopendoors,andasIforthwithwenttoher——shetooknosteptomeetme——Iwasdoubtlessimpressedafreshwiththe"pull"thatinsocialintercourseawomanalwayshas。Shewasabletoassumeonthespotbymereattitudeandairtheappearanceofhavingbeenreadyandthereforeinconvenienced。Oh,Isawsoonenoughthatshewasreadyandthatoneoftheformsofherreadinesswouldbepreciselytoofferherselfashavingactedentirelytoobligeme——togiveme,asasequeltowhathadalreadypassedbetweenus,theopportunityforwhichshehadassuredmeIshouldthankherbeforeIhaddonewithher。Yet,asIfeltsure,atthesametime,thatshehadtakenaline,Iwascuriousastohow,inherinterest,oursituationcouldbeworked。WhatithadoriginallyleftuswithwasherknowingIwaswrong。Ihadpromisedher,onmyhonour,tobecandid,butevenifIweredisposedtoceasetocontestheridentificationofMrs。ServerIwasscarcetobelookedtoforsuchanexhibitionofgratitudeasmightbeheldtorepayherforstayingsolongoutofbed。TherewereinshortelementsinthebusinessthatIcouldn’tquiteclearlyseehandledasfavourstome。Herdressgave,withfelicity,nosignwhateverofpreparationforthenight,andif,sinceourlastwords,shehadstoodwithanyanxietywhateverbeforeherglass,ithadnotbeentoremoveajewelortoaltertheplaceofaflower。Shewasasmuchunderarmsasshehadbeenondescendingtodinner——asfreshinherarrayasifthatbanquetwerestilltocome。Shemetmeinfactasadmirably——thatwasthetruththatcoveredeveryother——asifshehadbeenabletoguessthemostparticularcuriositywithwhich,frommyendoftheseriesofrooms,Iadvanceduponher。
Apartofthemixtureofmythoughtsduringthesesecondshadbeenthepossibility——absurd,preposterousthoughitlookswhenphrasedhere——ofsomechangeinherpersonthatwouldcorrespond,formetotheotherchangesIhadhadsuchkeenmomentsofflatteringmyselfIhadmadeout。Ihadjusthadthemoverinthesmoking—room,someofthesedifferences,andthenhadhadtimetoaskmyselfifIwerenotnowtobetreatedtothevisionofthegreatest,themostwonderful,ofall。Ihadalready,onfacingher,aftermylastmomentswithLadyJohn,seendifferencepeepoutatme,andIhadseentheimpressionofitconfirmedbywhathadafterwardshappened。Ithadbeeninherwayofturningfrommeafterthatbriefpassage;
ithadbeeninhergoinguptobedwithoutseeingmeagain;ithadbeenoncemoreinherthinking,forreasonsofherown,betterofthat;andithadbeenmostofallinhersendingherhusbanddowntome。Well,wouldn’titfinallybe,stillmorethanmostofall——?ButIscarcehadknown,atthispoint,whatgrossnessorwhatfinenessofmaterialcorrespondencetoforecast。Ionlyhadwaitedtherewiththesegeneralsymptomssopresentthatalmostanyfurtherdevelopmentofthemoccurredtomeasconceivable。
Somuchasthiswastrue,butIwasafteramomenttobecomeawareofsomethingbywhichIwasasstronglyaffectedasifIhadbeenquiteunprepared。
Yes,literally,thatfinalnote,inthesmoking—room,thenotestruckinObert’sejaculationonpoorBriss’shundredyears,hadfailedtoachieveformeaworthyimplication。Iwasforced,afterlookingatGraceBrissendenaminute,torecognisethatmyimaginationhadnotrisentoitsopportunity。
Thefullimpressiontookaminute——aminuteduringwhichshesaidnothing;
thenitleftmedeeplyandaboveall,asIfelt,discerniblyconsciousoftheprodigiousthing,thething,Ihadnotthoughtof。Thisitwasthatgavehersuchabeautifulchancenottospeak:shewassoquitesufficientlyoccupiedwithseeingwhatIhadn’tthoughtof,andwithseeingme,tomakeupforlosttime,breathlesslythinkofitwhileshewatchedme。
AllIhadatfirsttakeninwas,asIsay,heruntouchedsplendour;
Idon’tknowwhythatshouldhaveimpressedme——asifithadbeenprobableshewouldhaveappearedinherdressing—gown;itwastheonlythingtohaveexpected。Anditinfactplumedandenhancedherassurance,sustainedherpropriety,lentourbelatedinterviewthenaturalandcasualnote。
Buttherewasanotherserviceitstillmorerenderedher:itsocovered,atthefirstblush,therealmessageofheraspect,thatsheenjoyedtheluxury——andIfeltherenjoyit——ofseeingmyperceptioninarrest。Amazing,whenIthinkofit,thenumberofthingsthatoccurredinthesestayedsecondsofoursilence;buttheyareperhapsbestrepresentedbythetwomostmarkedintensitiesofmyownsensation:thefirstthecertitudethatshehadatnomomentsincehermarriagesotriumphantlyassertedherdefeatoftime,andthesecondtheconvictionthatI,losingwithherwhile,asitwere,weclosed,acertainadvantageIshouldneverrecover,hadatnomomentsincethedaybeforemadesopoorafigureonmyownground。
Ah,itmayhavebeenonlyforsixsecondsthatshecaughtmegapingatherrenewedbeauty;butsixseconds,itwasinevitabletofeel,werequiteenoughforeverypurposewithwhichshehadcomedowntome。Shemighthavebeenalarge,fair,rich,prosperouspersonoftwenty—five;shewasatanyratenearenoughtoittoputmeforeverinmyplace。Itwasasuccess,onherpart,that,thoughIcouldn’tasyetfullymeasureit,therecouldbenodoubtofwhatever,anymorethanofmysomehowpayingforit。Herbeingthereatall,atsuchanhour,insuchconditions,became,eachmoment,onthewholebusiness,moreandmoreapartofheradvantage;
thecaseforherwasreallyinalmostanyaspectshecouldnowmakeitweartomyimagination。Mywealthofthatfaculty,neversostimulated,wasthus,inamanner,herstrength;bywhichImeantheimpossibilityofmyindifferencetothemereimmensesuggestivenessofourcircumstances。
HowcanItellnowtowhattunethesenseofalltheseplayedintomymind?——thehugeoddityofthenamelessideaonwhichweforegathered,theabsenceandhushofeverythingexceptthatidea,somagnifiedinconsequenceandyetstill,afterall,altogetherfantastic。Thereremainedforher,therespokeforhertoo,hervividly"unconventional"step,thebraveryofherrustling,onanunderstandingsodifficulttogiveanaccountof,throughplacesandtimesonlymadesafebythesleepoftheunsuspecting。Myimagination,inshort,sinceIhavespokenofit,couldn’tdootherthanworkforherfromthemomentshehad,sosimplyyetsowonderfully,notfailedme。Thereforeitwasallwithmeagain,thevisionofherreasons。Theywereinfactsufficientlyinthesoundofwhatshepresentlysaid。"Perhapsyoudon’tknow——butImentionedintheproperquarterthatIshouldsitupalittle。
They’reofakindnesshere,luckily——!Soit’sallright。"Itwasallright,obviously——shemadeitso;butshemadeitsoaswellthat,inspiteofthesplendoursheshowedme,sheshouldbealittlenervous。"Weshallonlytakemoreover,"sheadded,"aminute。"
IshouldperhapshavewonderedmorewhatsheproposedtodoinaminutehadInotfeltitasalreadymoreorlessdone。Yes,shemighthavebeentwenty—five,anditwasashorttimeforTHATtohavetaken。However,whatIclutchedat,whatIclungto,wasthatitwasanervoustwenty—five。
Imightpayforherassurance,butwasn’ttheresomethingofmineforwhichSHEmightpay?Iwasnervousalso,but,asItookinagain,withaglancethroughourgreatchainofchambers,thewonderfulconditionsthatprotectedus,IdidmybesttofeelsurethatitwasonlybecauseIwassoamused。
That——insohighaform——waswhatitcametointheend。"Isupposed,"
Ireplied,"thatyou’dhavearranged;for,inspiteofthewaythingsweregoing,Ihadn’tgivenyouup。Ihaven’tunderstood,Iconfess,"Iwenton,"whyyou’vepreferredaconferencesointenselynocturnal——ofwhichIquitefeel,however,that,ifithashappenedtosuityou,itisn’tformetocomplain。ButIfeltsureofyou——thatwasthegreatthing——fromthemoment,halfanhourago,yousokindlyspoketome。Igaveyou,yousee,"Ilaughed,"what’scalled’rope。’"
"Idon’tsupposeyoumean,"sheexclaimed,"formetohangmyself!——forthat,Iassureyou,isnotatallwhatI’mpreparedfor。"Thensheseemedagaintogivemethemagnificenceofheryouth。Itwasn’t,throughout,Iwastofeel,thatsheatallhadabyssesofirony,forsheinfacthappilyneedednone。Hertriumphwasinitselfironicenough,andallherpointinhersenseofherfreshness。"Wereyoureallysoimpatient?"ButasI
inevitablyhungfirealittleshecontinuedbeforeIcouldanswer;whichsomewhathelpedmeindeedbyshowingtheoneflawinherconfidence。Moreextraordinaryperhapsthananythingelse,moreover,wasjustmyperceptionofthis;whichgivesthevalueofallthateachofussovisiblyfelttheothertohaveputtogether,tohavebeenmakingoutandgatheringin,sinceweparted,ontheterrace,afterseeingMrs。ServerandBrisscomeupfromundertheirtree。WeHAD,ofatruth,arrivedatourresults——thoughminewerenaturallytheonesformetobelievein;anditwasprodigiousthatweopenlymetnotatallwherewehadlastlefteachother,butexactlyonwhatoursubsequentsuppressedprocesseshadachieved。Wehadn’tnamedthem——hadn’talludedtothem,andwecouldn’t,nodoubt,havedoneeither;
buttheywerenonethelessintenselytherebetweenus,withthewholebright,emptyscenegivenuptothem。Onlyshehadhershrewdsensethatmine,forreasons,mighthavebeenstillmoreoccultthanherown。Hadn’tIpossiblyburrowedthedeeper——tocomeoutinsomeuncalculatedplacebehindherback?Thatwastheflawinherconfidence。Shehadinspiteofitherfirmground,andIcouldfeel,todoherjustice,howdifferentacomplacencyitwasfromsuchsmugignoranceasLadyJohn’s。IfIdidn’tfeartoseemtodrivelaboutmyownknowledgeIshouldsaythatshehad,inadditiontoalltherestofher"pull,"thebenefitofstrikingmeasworthyofme。ShewasINthemysticcircle——notoneofusmore;sheknewthesizeofit;anditwasournowbeinginitalonetogether,witheveryoneelseoutandwiththesizegreaterthanithadyetbeenatall——itwasthisthatgavethehour,infine,sosharpastamp。
Butshehadmeanwhiletakenupmyallusiontoherhavingpreferredsotowait。"Iwantedtoseeyouquietly;whichwaswhatItried——notaltogethersuccessfully,itratherstruckmeatthemoment——tomakeyouunderstandwhenIletyouknowaboutit。YoustaredsothatIdidn’tquiteknowwhatwasthematter。Nothingcouldbequiet,Isaw,tillthegoingtobedwasover,andIfeltitcomingoffthenfromoneminutetotheother。Ididn’twishpubliclytobecalledawayforitfromthisputtingofourheadstogether,and,thoughyoumaythinkmeabsurd,IhadadisliketohavingourquestionofMayupsolongasshewashangingabout。Iknewofcoursethatshewouldhangabouttilltheverylastmoment,andthatwaswhatIperhapsalittleclumsily——ifitwasmyownfault!——madetheefforttoconveytoyou。Shemaybehangingaboutstill,"Mrs。Brisscontinued,withherlargerlookround——herlooksroundwerenowimmense;"butatanyrateIshallhavedonewhatIcould。Ihadafeeling——perfectlypreposterous,Iadmit!——againstherseeingustogether;butifshecomesdownagain,asI’vesoboldlydone,andfindsus,she’llhavenoonebutherselftothank。It’safunnyhouse,forthatmatter,"myfriendrambledon,"andI’mnotsurethatanyoneHASgonetobed。Onedoeswhatonelikes;I’manoldwoman,atanyrate,andido!"Sheexplainednow,sheexplainedtoomuch,sheabounded,talkingherselfstoutlyintoanyassurancethatfailedher。Ihadmeanwhilewitheverywordsheutteredasharpersenseofthepressure,behindthemall,ofanewconsciousness。Itwasfullofeverythingshedidn’tsay,andwhatshesaidwasnorepresentationwhateverofwhatwasmostinhermind。Wehadindeedtakenajumpsincenoon——wehadindeedcomeoutfurtheron。