April's Lady Part 5
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Just now she was bent on rebuffing him, but you see her strength failed her, and she spoiled her effect by the smile she mingled with the rebuff. The smile indeed was so charming that he remembers nothing but it, and so she not only gains nothing, but loses something to the other side.
"Well, I'll try to mend all that," says he, but so lovingly, and with such unaffected tenderness, that she quails beneath his glance. Coquette as undoubtedly Nature has made her, she has still so gentle a soul within her bosom that she shrinks from inflicting _actual_ pain. A pang or two, a pa.s.sing regret to be forgotten the next hour--or at all events in the next change of scene--she is not above imparting, but when people grow earnest like--like Mr. Dysart for example--they grow troublesome.
And she hasn't made up her mind to marry, and there are other people----
"The Clontarfs are to be there too," goes on Dysart, who is a cousin of Lady Baltimore's, and knows all about her arrangements; "and the Brownings, and Norman Beauclerk."
"The--Clontarfs," says Joyce, in a hurried way, that might almost be called confused; to the man who loves her, and who is watching her, it is quite plain that she is not thinking of Lord and Lady Clontarf, who are quite an ordinary couple and devoted to each other, but of that last name spoken--Norman Beauclerk; Lady Baltimore's brother, a man, handsome, agreeable, aristocratic--the man whose attentions to her a month ago had made a little topic for conversation amongst the country people. Dull country people who never go anywhere or see anything beyond their stupid selves, and who are therefore driven to do something or other to avoid suicide or the murdering of each other; gossip unlimited is their safety valve.
"Yes, and Beauclerk," persists Dysart, a touch of despair at his heart; "you and he were good friends when last he was over, eh?"
"I am generally very good friends with everybody; not an altogether desirable character, not a strong one," says she smiling, and still openly parrying the question.
"You liked Beauclerk," says he, a little doggedly perhaps.
"Ye--es--very well."
"Very _much_! Why can't you be _honest_!" says he flas.h.i.+ng out at her.
"I don't know what you mean," coldly. "If, however, you persist on my looking into it, I--" defiantly--"yes, I _do_ like Mr. Beauclerk very much."
"Well, I don't know what you see in that fellow."
"Nothing," airily, having now recovered herself, "that's his charm."
"If," gravely, "you gave that as your opinion of d.i.c.ky Browne I could believe you."
She laughs.
"Poor d.i.c.ky," says she, "what a cruel judgment; and yet you are right;"
she has changed her whole manner, and is now evidently bent on restoring him to good humor, and compelling him to forget all about Mr. Beauclerk.
"I must give in to you about d.i.c.ky. There isn't even the vaguest suggestion of meaning about _him_. I--" with a deliberate friendly glance flung straight into his eyes--"don't often give in to you, do I?"
On this occasion, however, her coquetry--so generally successful--is completely thrown away. Dysart, with his dark eyes fixed uncompromisingly upon hers, makes the next move--an antagonistic one.
"You have a very high opinion of Beauclerk," says he.
"Have I?" laughing uneasily, and refusing to let her rising temper give way. "We all have our opinions on every subject that comes under our notice. You have one on this subject evidently."
"Yes, but it is not a high one," says he unpleasantly.
"After all, what does that matter? I don't pretend to understand you. I will only suggest to you that our opinions are but weak things--mere prejudices--no more."
"I am not prejudiced against Beauclerk, if you mean that," a little hotly.
"I didn't," with a light shrug. "Believe me, you think a great deal more about him than I do."
"Are you sure of that?"
"I am at all events sure of one thing," says she quickly darting at him a frowning glance, "that you have no right to ask me that question."
"I have not indeed," acknowledges he stiffly still, but with so open an apology in his whole air that she forgives him. "Many conflicting thoughts led me astray. I must ask your pardon."
"Why, granted!" says she. "And--I was cross, wasn't I? After all an old friend like you might be allowed a little laxity. There, never mind,"
holding out her hand. "Let us make it up."
Dysart grasps the little extended hand with avidity, and peace seems restored when Tommy puts an end to all things. To anyone acquainted with children I need hardly remark that he has been listening to the foregoing conversation with all his ears and all his eyes and every bit of his puzzled intelligence.
"Well, go on," says he, giving his aunt a push when the friendly hand-shake has come to an end.
"Go on? Where?" asks she, with apparent unconcern but a deadly foreboding at her breast. She knows her Tommy.
"You _said_ you were going to make it up with him!" says that hero, regarding her with disapproving eyes.
"Well, I have made it up."
"No, you haven't! When you make it up with me you always kiss me! Why don't you kiss him?"
Consternation on the part of the princ.i.p.al actors. Dysart, strange to say, is the first to recover.
"Why indeed?" says he, giving way all at once to a fatal desire for laughter. This, Miss Kavanagh, being vexed with herself for her late confusion, resents strongly.
"I am sure, Tommy," says she, with a mildness that would not have imposed upon an infant, "that your lesson hour has arrived. Come, say good-bye to Mr. Dysart, and let us begin at once. You know I am going to teach you to-day. Good-bye, Mr. Dysart--if you want to see Barbara, you will find her very probably in the study."
"Don't go like this," says he anxiously. "Or if you _will_ go, at least tell me that you will accept Lady Baltimore's invitation."
"I don't know," smiling coldly. "I think not. You see I was there for such a _long_ time in the beginning of the year, and Barbara always wants me, and one should not be selfish you know."
"One should not indeed!" says he, with slow meaning. "What answer, then, must I give my cousin? You know," in a low tone, "that she is not altogether happy. You can lighten her burden a little. She is fond of you."
"I can lighten Barbara's burden also. Think me the very incarnation of selfishness if you will," says she rather unjustly, "but still, if Barbara says 'don't go,' I shall stay here."
"Mrs. Monkton won't say that."
"Perhaps not," toying idly with a rose, in such a careless fas.h.i.+on as drives him to despair. Brus.h.i.+ng it to and fro across her lips she seems to have lost all interest in the question in hand.
"If she says to you 'go,' how then?"
"Why then--I may still remain here."
"Well stay then, of course, if you so desire it!" cries he angrily. "If to make all your world _un_happy is to make you happy, why be so by all means."
"_All_ my world! Do you suppose then that it will make Barbara and Freddy unhappy to have my company? What a gallant speech!" says she, with a provoking little laugh and a swift lifting of her eyes to his.
"No, but it will make other people (more than _twice_ two) miserable to be deprived of it."
"Are you one of that quartette?" asks she, so saucily, yet withal so merrily that the hardest-hearted lover might forgive her. A little irresistible laugh breaks from her lips. Rather ruefully he joins in it.
"I don't think I need answer that question," says he. "To you at all events."
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