A Spirit in Prison Part 85
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"Well, I never meant them for 'la jeune fille.'"
"You consider Vere--"
"Is she not?"
She felt he was condemning her secretly for her permission to Vere. What would he think if he knew her under-reason for giving it?
"You don't wish Vere to read your books, then?"
"No. And I ventured to tell her so."
Hermione felt hot.
"What did she say?"
"She said she would not read them."
"Oh."
She looked up and met his eyes, and was sure she read condemnation in them.
"After I had told Vere--" she began.
She was about to defend herself, to tell him how she had gone to Vere's room intending to withdraw the permission given; but suddenly she realized clearly that she, a mother, was being secretly taken to task by a man for her conduct to her child.
That was intolerable.
And Vere had yielded to Emile's prohibition, though she had eagerly resisted her mother's attempt to retreat from the promise made. That was more intolerable.
She sat without saying anything. Her knees were trembling under her thin summer gown. Artois felt something of her agitation, perhaps, for he said, with a kind of hesitating diffidence, very rare in him:
"Of course, my friend, I would not interfere between you and Vere, only, as I was concerned, as they were my own writings that were in question--" He broke off. "You won't misunderstand my motives?" he concluded.
"Oh no."
He was more conscious that she was feeling something acutely.
"I feel that I perfectly understand why you gave the permission at this particular moment," he continued, anxious to excuse her to herself and to himself.
"Why?" Hermione said, sharply.
"Wasn't it because of Peppina?"
"Peppina?"
"Yes; didn't you--"
He looked into her face and saw at once that he had made a false step, that Vere had not told her mother of Peppina's outburst.
"Didn't I--what?"
He still looked at her.
"What?" she repeated. "What has Peppina to do with it?"
"Nothing. Only--don't you remember what you said to me about not keeping Vere in cotton-wool?"
She knew that he was deceiving her. A hopeless, desperate feeling of being in the dark rushed over her. What was friends.h.i.+p without sincerity? Nothing--less than nothing. She felt as if her whole body stiffened with a proud reserve to meet the reserve with which he treated her. And she felt as if her friend of years, the friend whose life she had perhaps saved in Africa, had turned in that moment into a stranger, or--even into an enemy. For this furtive withdrawal from their beautiful and open intimacy was like an act of hostility. She was almost dazed for an instant. Then her brain worked with feverish activity. What had Emile meant? Her permission to Vere was connected in his mind with Peppina.
He must know something about Vere and Peppina that she did not know.
She looked at him, and her face, usually so sensitive, so receptive, so warmly benign when it was turned to his, was hard and cold.
"Emile," she said, "what was it you meant about Peppina? I think I have a right to know. I brought her into the house. Why should Peppina have anything to do with my giving Vere permission to read your books?"
Artois' instinct was not to tell what Vere had not told, and therefore had not wished to be known. Yet he hated to shuffle with Hermione. He chose a middle course.
"My friend," he said quietly, but with determination, "I made a mistake.
I was following foolishly a wrong track. Let us say no more about it. But do not be angry with me about the books. I think my motive in speaking as I did to Vere was partly a selfish one. It is not only that I wish Vere to be as she is for as long a time as possible, but that I--well, don't think me a great coward if I say that I almost dread her discovery of all the cruel knowledge that is mine, and that I have, perhaps wrongly, brought to the attention of the world."
Hermione was amazed.
"You regret having written your books!" she said.
"I don't know--I don't know. But I think the happy confidence, the sweet respect of youth, makes one regret a thousand things. Don't you, Hermione? Don't you think youth is often the most terrible tutor age can have?"
She thought of Ruffo singing, "Oh, dolce luna bianca de l' Estate"--and suddenly she felt that she could not stay any longer with Artois just then. She got up.
"I don't feel very well," she said.
Artois sprang up and came towards her with a face full of concern. But she drew back.
"I didn't sleep last night--and then going into Naples--I'll go to my room and lie down. I'll keep quiet. Vere will look after you. I'll be down at tea."
She went away before he could say or do anything. For some time he was alone. Then Vere came. Hermione had not told her of the episode, and she had only come because she thought the pretended siesta had lasted long enough. When Artois told her about her mother, she wanted to run away at once, and see what was the matter--see if she could do something. But Artois stopped her.
"I should leave her to rest," he said. "I--I feel sure she wishes to be alone."
Vere was looking at him while he spoke, and her face caught the gravity of his, reflected it for a moment, then showed an uneasiness that deepened into fear. She laid her hand on his arm.
"Monsieur Emile, what is the matter with Madre?"
"Only a headache, I fancy. She did not sleep last night, and--"
"No, no, the real matter, Monsieur Emile."
"What do you mean, Vere?"
The girl looked excited. Her own words had revealed to her a feeling of which till then she had only been vaguely aware.
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