This Man's Wife Part 90
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"Poor fellow! he has suffered horribly," Hallam said. "He deserves a holiday."
How she had watched all this gradual change, and how she crushed down the little voices that now and then strove in her heart to make themselves heard!
"No, no, no," she said to them as it were half laughing, "there is nothing but what I ought to have pictured."
Then one day she found herself forced to make apology to Julia.
"You have hurt him, my darling, by your coldness," she said tenderly.
"Julie, my own, he complains to me. What have you done?"
"Tried, dear mother--oh, so hard. I did not know I had been cold."
"Then you will try more, my child," said Mrs Hallam, caressing Julia tenderly, and with a bright, loving look in her eyes. "I have never spoken like this before. It seemed terrible to me to have to make what seems like an apology for our own, but think, dearest. He parted from us a gentleman--to be taken from his home and plunged into a life of horror, such as--no, no, no," she cried, "I will not speak of it. I will only say that just as his face will change, so will all that terrible corrosion of the prison life in his manner drop away, and in a few months he will be again all that you have pictured. Julie, he is your father."
Julia flung herself, sobbing pa.s.sionately, into her mother's arms, and in a burst of self-reproach vowed that she would do everything to make her father love her as she did him.
Bravely did the two women set themselves to the task of blinding their eyes with love, pa.s.sing over the coa.r.s.e actions and speech of the idol they had set up, yielding eagerly to his slightest whim, obeying every caprice, and, while at times something was almost too hard to bear, Millicent Hallam whispered encouragement to her child.
"Think, my own, think," she said lovingly. "It is not his fault. Think of what he has suffered, and let us pray and thank Him that he has survived, for us to win back to all that we could wish."
There were times when despair looked blankly from Millicent Hallam's eyes as she saw the months glide by and her husband surely and slowly sinking into sensuality. But she roused herself to greater exertions, and was his veriest slave. Once only did she try by kindly resistance to make the stand she told herself she should have made when Crellock was first brought into the house.
It was when he had been out about six months, and Crellock, after a long debauch with Hallam and two or three chosen spirits from the town, had sunk in a brutal sleep upon the floor of the handsomely-furnished dining-room. The visitors had gone; they had dined there, Sir Gordon being of the party, and Mrs Hallam had smilingly done the honours of the table as their hostess, though sick at heart at the turn the conversation had taken before her child, who looked anxious and pale, while Sir Gordon had sat there very silent and grim of aspect. He had been the first to go, and had taken her hand in the drawing-room, as if about to speak, but had only looked at her, sighed, and gone away without a word.
"I must speak!" she had said. "Heaven help me! I must speak! This cannot go on!"
As soon as she could, she had hurried Julia to bed, and then sat and waited till the last visitor had gone, when she walked into the dining-room, where Hallam sat smoking, _heavy_ with drink, but perfectly collected, scowling down at Crellock where he lay.
That look sent a thrill of joy through Millicent Hallam. He was evidently angry with Crellock, and disgusted with the wretched drinking scene that had taken place--one of many such scenes as would have excited comment now, but the early settlers were ready enough to smile at eccentricities like this.
"Robert--my husband! may I speak to you?"
"Speak, my dear? Of course," he said, smiling. "Why didn't you come in as soon as that old curmudgeon had gone? Have a gla.s.s of wine now.
Nonsense!--I wish it. You must pitch over a lot of that standoffish-ness with my friends. Julia, too--the girl sits and looks at people as glum as if she had no sense." Mrs Hallam compressed her lips, laid her hand upon her husband's shoulder, yielding herself to him as he threw an arm round her waist, but stood pointing to where Crellock lay breathing stertorously, and every now and then muttering in his sleep.
"What are you pointing at?" said Hallam. "Steve? Yes, the pig! Why can't he take his wine like a gentleman, and not like a brute?"
"Robert, dear," she said tenderly, "you love me very dearly?"
"Love you, my pet! why, how could a man love wife better?"
"And our Julia--our child?"
"Why, of course. What questions!"
"Will you do something to please me--to please us both?"
"Will I? Say what you want--another carriage--diamonds--a yacht like old Bourne's?"
"No, no, no, dearest; we have everything if we have your love, and my dear husband glides from the past misery into a life of happiness."
"Well, I think we are doing pretty well," he said with a laugh that sent a shudder through the suffering woman; he was so changed.
"I want to speak to you about Mr Crellock."
"Well, what about him? Make haste; it's getting late, and I'm tired."
"Robert, we have made a mistake in having this man here."
Hallam seemed perfectly sober, and he frowned.
"_I_ would not mind if you wished him to be here, love," she said, with her voice sounding sweetly pure and entreating; "but he is not a suitable companion for our Julia."
"Stop there," said Hallam, sharply.
"No, no, darling; let me speak--this time," said Mrs Hallam, entreatingly. "I know it was out of the genuine goodness and pity of your heart that you opened your door to him. Now you have done all you need, let him go."
Hallam shook his head.
"Think of the past, and the terrible troubles he brought upon you."
"Oh, no! that was all a mistake," said Hallam, quickly. "Poor brute! he was as ill-treated as I was, and now you want him kicked out."
"No, no, dear; part from him kindly; but he was the cause of much of your suffering."
"No, he was not," said Hallam, quickly. "That was all a mistake. Poor Steve was always a good friend to me. He suffered along with me in that cursed hole, and he shall have his share of the comfort now."
"No, no, do not say you wish him to stay."
"But I do say it," cried Hallam, angrily. "He is my best friend, and he will stay. Hang it, woman, am I to be cursed with the presence of your friends who sent me out here and not have the company of my own?"
"Robert!--husband!--don't speak to me like that."
"But I do speak to you like that. Here is that wretched old yachtsman forcing his company upon me day after day, insisting upon coming to the house, and reminding me by his presence who I am, and what I have been."
"Darling, Sir Gordon ignores the past, and is grieved, I know, at the terrible mistake that brought you here. He wishes to show you this by his kindness to us all."
"Let him keep his kindness till it is asked for," growled Hallam. "He sits upon me like a nightmare. I don't feel that the place is my own when he is here. As for Bayle, he has had the good sense to stay away lately."
Mrs Hallam's eyes were full of despair as she listened.
"I hate Sir Gordon coming here. He and Bayle have between them made that girl despise me, and look down upon me every time we speak, while I am lavis.h.i.+ng money upon her, and she has horses and carriage, jewels and dress equal to any girl in the colony."
"Robert, dear, you are not saying all this from your heart."
"Indeed, but I am," he cried angrily.
"No, no! And Julie--she loves you dearly. It is for her sake I ask this," and she pointed to Crellock where he lay.
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