Desperate Remedies, The Hand of Ethelberta & A Laodicean: Complete Illustrated Trilogy. Томас Харди

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СКАЧАТЬ case would have relinquished persuasion and tried palpable force. A fiery woman added unscrupulousness and evolved daring strategy; and in her obstinacy, and to sustain herself as mistress, she descended to an action the meanness of which haunted her conscience to her dying hour.

      ‘I don’t quite see, Mr. Springrove,’ she said, ‘that I am altogether what you are pleased to call a stranger. I have known your family, at any rate, for a good many years, and I know Miss Graye particularly well, and her state of mind with regard to this matter.’

      Perplexed love makes us credulous and curious as old women. Edward was willing, he owned it to himself, to get at Cytherea’s state of mind, even through so dangerous a medium.

      ‘A letter I received from her’ he said, with assumed coldness, ‘tells me clearly enough what Miss Graye’s mind is.’

      ‘You think she still loves you? O yes, of course you do — all men are like that.’

      ‘I have reason to.’ He could feign no further than the first speech.

      ‘I should be interested in knowing what reason?’ she said, with sarcastic archness.

      Edward felt he was allowing her to do, in fractional parts, what he rebelled against when regarding it as a whole; but the fact that his antagonist had the presence of a queen, and features only in the early evening of their beauty, was not without its influence upon a keenly conscious man. Her bearing had charmed him into toleration, as Mary Stuart’s charmed the indignant Puritan visitors. He again answered her honestly.

      ‘The best of reasons — the tone of her letter.’

      ‘Pooh, Mr. Springrove!’

      ‘Not at all, Miss Aldclyffe! Miss Graye desired that we should be strangers to each other for the simple practical reason that intimacy could only make wretched complications worse, not from lack of love — love is only suppressed.’

      ‘Don’t you know yet, that in thus putting aside a man, a woman’s pity for the pain she inflicts gives her a kindness of tone which is often mistaken for suppressed love?’ said Miss Aldclyffe, with soft insidiousness.

      This was a translation of the ambiguity of Cytherea’s tone which he had certainly never thought of; and he was too ingenuous not to own it.

      ‘I had never thought of it,’ he said.

      ‘And don’t believe it?’

      ‘Not unless there was some other evidence to support the view.’

      She paused a minute and then began hesitatingly —

      ‘My intention was — what I did not dream of owning to you — my intention was to try to induce you to fulfil your promise to Miss Hinton not solely on her account and yours (though partly). I love Cytherea Graye with all my soul, and I want to see her happy even more than I do you. I did not mean to drag her name into the affair at all, but I am driven to say that she wrote that letter of dismissal to you — for it was a most pronounced dismissal — not on account of your engagement. She is old enough to know that engagements can be broken as easily as they can be made. She wrote it because she loved another man; very suddenly, and not with any idea or hope of marrying him, but none the less deeply.’

      ‘Who?’

      ‘Mr. Manston.’

      ‘Good —! I can’t listen to you for an instant, madam; why, she hadn’t seen him!’

      ‘She had; he came here the day before she wrote to you; and I could prove to you, if it were worth while, that on that day she went voluntarily to his house, though not artfully or blamably; stayed for two hours playing and singing; that no sooner did she leave him than she went straight home, and wrote the letter saying she should not see you again, entirely because she had seen him and fallen desperately in love with him — a perfectly natural thing for a young girl to do, considering that he’s the handsomest man in the county. Why else should she not have written to you before?’

      ‘Because I was such a — because she did not know of the connection between me and my cousin until then.’

      ‘I must think she did.’

      ‘On what ground?’

      ‘On the strong ground of my having told her so, distinctly, the very first day she came to live with me.’

      ‘Well, what do you seek to impress upon me after all? This — that the day Miss Graye wrote to me, saying it was better that we should part, coincided with the day she had seen a certain man —’

      ‘A remarkably handsome and talented man.’

      ‘Yes, I admit that.’

      ‘And that it coincided with the hour just subsequent to her seeing him.’

      ‘Yes, just when she had seen him.’

      ‘And been to his house alone with him.’

      ‘It is nothing.’

      ‘And stayed there playing and singing with him.’

      ‘Admit that, too,’ he said; ‘an accident might have caused it.’

      ‘And at the same instant that she wrote your dismissal she wrote a letter referring to a secret appointment with him.’

      ‘Never, by God, madam! never!’

      ‘What do you say, sir?’

      ‘Never.’

      She sneered.

      ‘There’s no accounting for beliefs, and the whole history is a very trivial matter; but I am resolved to prove that a lady’s word is truthful, though upon a matter which concerns neither you nor herself. You shall learn that she did write him a letter concerning an assignation — that is, if Mr. Manston still has it, and will be considerate enough to lend it me.’

      ‘But besides,’ continued Edward, ‘a married man to do what would cause a young girl to write a note of the kind you mention!’

      She flushed a little.

      ‘That I don’t know anything about,’ she stammered. ‘But Cytherea didn’t, of course, dream any more than I did, or others in the parish, that he was married.’

      ‘Of course she didn’t.’

      ‘And I have reason to believe that he told her of the fact directly afterwards, that she might not compromise herself, or allow him to. It is notorious that he struggled honestly and hard against her attractions, and succeeded in hiding his feelings, if not in quenching them.’

      ‘We’ll hope that he did.’

      ‘But circumstances are changed now.’

      ‘Very greatly changed,’ he murmured abstractedly.

      ‘You must remember,’ she added more suasively, ‘that Miss Graye has a perfect right to do what she СКАЧАТЬ