A Life's Morning Part 16
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'I do not doubt your love, and my own is unalterable. I fear circ.u.mstances; but what has fear to do with it; I wish to make you my own; the empire of my pa.s.sion is all-subduing. I will not wait! If you refuse me, I have been mistaken; you do not love me.'
'Those are only words,' she answered, a proud smile lighting the trouble of her countenance. 'You have said that you do not doubt my love, and in your heart you cannot. Answer me one question, Wilfrid: have you made little of your father's opposition, in order to spare me pain? Is it more serious than you are willing to tell me?'
The temptation was strong to reply with an affirmative. If she believed his father to be utterly irreconcilable, there could be no excuse for lingering; yet his n.o.bler self prevailed, to her no word of falseness.
'I have told you the truth. His opposition is temporary. When you are my wife he will be to you as to any wife I could have chosen, I am convinced of it.'
'Then more than ever I entreat you to wait, only till his return to England. If you fail then, I will resist no longer. Show him this much respect, dearest; join him abroad now; let him see that you desire his kindness. Is he not disappointed that you mean to break off your career at Oxford? Why should you do that? You promised me--did you not promise me, Wilfrid, that you would go on to the end?'
'I cannot! I have no longer the calmness, no longer the old ambitions,--how trivial they were!'
'And yet there will come a day when you will regret that you left your course unfinished, just because you fell in love with a foolish girl.'
'Do not speak like that, Emily; I hate that way of regarding love! My pa.s.sion for you is henceforth my life; if it is trifling, so is my whole being, my whole existence. There is no sacrifice possible for me that I should ever regret. Our love is what we choose to make it. Regard it as a foolish pastime, and we are no better than the vulgar crowd--we know how they speak of it. What detestable thoughts your words brought to my mind! Have you not heard men and women, those who have outlived such glimpses of high things as nature ever sent them, making a jest of love in young lives, treating it, from the height of their wisdom forsooth, as a silly dream of boys and girls? If we ever live to speak or think like that, it will indeed be time to have done with the world. Even as I love you now, my heart's darling, I shall love you when years of intimacy are like some happy journey behind us, and on into the very portal of death. Regret! How paltry all will seem that was not of the essence of our love! And who knows how short our time may be? When the end comes, will it be easy to bear, the thought that we lost one day, one moment of union, out of respect for idle prejudices which vanish as soon as they find themselves ineffectual? Will not the longest life be all too short for us?'
'Forgive me the words, dear. Love is no less sacred to me.'
Her senses were playing the traitor; or--which you will--were seconding love's triumph.
'I shall come home with you now,' he said. 'You will let me?'
Why was he not content to win her promise? This proposal, by reminding her most strongly of the inevitable difficulties her marriage would entail, forced her again into resistance.
'Not now, Wilfrid. I have not said a word of this; I must prepare them for it.'
'You have not spoken of me?'
'I would not do so till I--till everything was more certain.'
'Certain!' he cried impatiently. 'Why do you torture me so, Emily? What uncertainty is there? Everything is uncertain, if you like to make it so. Is there something in your mind that I do not understand?'
'You must remember, Wilfrid, that this is a strange, new thing in my life. It has come to me so suddenly, that even yet I cannot make it part of my familiar self. It has been impossible to speak of it to others.'
'Do you think I take it as a matter of course? Is your love less a magic gift to me? I wake in a terror lest I have only dreamed of it; but then the very truth comes back, and shall I make myself miserable with imagining uncertainties, when there need be none?'
Emily hesitated before speaking again.
'I have told you very little about my home,' she said. 'You know that we are very poor.'
She could not say it as simply as she wished; she was angry with herself to recognise how nearly her feeling was one of shame, what a long habit of reason it needed to expel the unintelligent prejudice which the world bestows at birth.
'I could almost say I am glad of it,' Wilfrid replied. 'We shall have it in our power, you and I, to help so much.'
'There are many reasons,' she continued, too much occupied with her thoughts to dwell on what he said, 'why I should have time to prepare my father and mother. You will let me write the things which it is not very easy to say.'
'Say what you will, and keep silence on what you will, Emily. I cannot give so much consequence to these external things. You and I are living souls, and as such we judge each other. Shall I fret about the circ.u.mstances in which chance has cased your life? As reasonable if I withdrew my love from you because one day the colour of your glove did not please me. Time you need. You shall have it; a week, ten days. Then I will come myself and fetch you,--or you shall come to London alone, as you please.'
'Let it be till your father returns.'
'But he will be two months away.'
'You will join him in Switzerland. Your health requires it.'
'My health! Oh, how tired I am of that word! Spare it me, you at least, Emily. I am well in body and mind; your love would have raised me if I had lain at the point of death. I cannot leave England alone; I have made up my mind that you shall go with me. Have I then no power to persuade you? You will not indeed refuse?'
He looked at her almost in despair. He had not antic.i.p.ated more than the natural hesitancy which he would at once overcome by force of pa.s.sion.
There was something terrible to him in the disclosure of a quiet force of will equal to his own. Frustration of desire joined with irritated instincts of ascendency to agitate him almost beyond endurance.
Emily gazed at him with pleading as pa.s.sionate as his own need.
'Do you distrust me?' he asked suddenly, overcome with an intolerable suspicion. At the same moment he dropped her hand, and his gaze grew cold.
'Distrust you?' She could not think that she understood him.
'Do you fear to come to London with me?'
'Wilfrid?'
Her bosom heaved with pa.s.sionate resentment of his thought.
'Is _that_ how you understand my motives?' she asked, with tremulous, subdued earnestness, fixing upon him a gaze which he could not meet.
'Yes,' he answered, below his breath, 'in a moment when love of you has made me mad.'
He turned away, leaning with one hand upon the trunk. In the silence which followed he appeared to be examining the shapeless ruins, which, from this point of view, stood out boldly against the sky.
'When was this castle destroyed?' he asked presently, in a steady voice.
He received no answer, and turned his eyes to her again. Emily's face was strung into a hard intensity. He laid his hand once more upon hers, and spoke with self-control.
'You do not know the strength of a man's love. In that moment it touched the borders of hate. I know that your mind is incapable of such a suspicion; try to think what it meant to be possessed for an instant by such frenzy.'
'You felt able to hate me?' she said, with a shake in her voice which might have become either a laugh or a sob. 'Then there are things in love that I shall never know.'
'Because your soul is pure as that of the angels they dream of. I could not love yen so terribly if you were not that perfection of womanhood to which all being is drawn. Send me to do your bidding; I will have no will but yours.'
How the light of rapture flashed athwart her face! It was hard for her to find words that would not seem too positive, too insubmissive.
'Only till you have lived with your father in the thought of this thing,' she murmured, 'and until I have taught myself to bear my happiness. Are we not one already, dear? Why should you needlessly make your life poorer by the loss--if only for a time--of all the old kindnesses? I think, I know, that in a few days your mind will be the same as my own. Do you remember how long it is since we first spoke to each other?'
'Not so many days as make a week,' he answered, smiling.
'Is not that hard to believe? And hard to realise that the new world is still within the old?'
'Sweet, still eyes--give to me seine of your wisdom! But you have a terrible way of teaching calmness.'
'You will go straight to the Continent, Wilfrid?'
'Only with one promise.'
A Life's Morning Part 16
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