Mrs. Dorriman Volume Ii Part 16
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What was the meaning of all this? She said her sister, not her husband.
Had she left her husband? He was longing to know all, and yet he could not ask her anything.
"You know you can depend upon my friends.h.i.+p," he said earnestly to her, and the kindness of his tone, the care he took of her, everything contrasted with the misery of her home, and she lay back in the railway carriage with great tears unconsciously rolling over her face. He saw her safe to her sister's door, and there he left her, anxious not to increase her difficulties, but determined to be at hand should she require help.
"Here is my address," he said, as he gave it to her. "At any moment I am ready to serve you, and I trust and hope you will not refuse me this one thing left for me to do--let me be of some use to you."
"Thank you," said Margaret, gratefully. "If I go for help to any one I will go to you." And as she left him her smile of perfect confidence went to his heart.
Grace could not understand her sister's wild rapture when she once more held her baby in her arms. "I nearly lost you, oh, my darling!" she heard her murmur, and she lavished endearments upon it; and she seemed to hear nothing, see nothing, but it.
"A round chubby-faced baby, with no particular anything to distinguish it from other babies," was Grace's way of putting it.
Margaret had sustained so severe a shock that she was neither pleased nor displeased when Mr. Lyons appeared again, ready and anxious to walk to the Limes to see her home, and to try and have leave to call upon her.
As they drew near the place, however, Mr. Drayton was on the step (with his servant) looking out for his wife.
He was horribly afraid she had gone, and now that he was himself again he could not remember what had pa.s.sed. His servant could not or would not remind him of anything, and the vague feeling of fright at having said or done something terribly violent, filled him with dread. But all these remorseful feelings were swept away when he saw Mr. Paul Lyons as her escort, the nurse and baby bringing up the rear.
She turned abruptly when she came up to him, and, as he slammed the heavy gate behind the small party who entered, a thrill of fear pa.s.sed through poor Margaret's heart.
She felt as though a prison door had closed upon her.
Alas! could she have looked forward and seen the real future lying before her, how far, far deeper had been her anguish--how agonized her feelings!
She went upstairs with her baby. She had seen her husband turn into his sitting-room down stairs, and she stayed till dinner was ready, then she met him.
He was silent and sullen during dinner, and she tried in vain to get him to speak.
It was a dismal meal. Margaret was tired by her unwonted exertions, and frightfully depressed by the news she had heard, and Mr. Drayton was jealous and miserable and full of plans of vindictive revenge, his wife's written opinion of him rankling in his heart.
Next day fresh complications arose. Grace sent her sister a note asking her if she could pay for the attendant and various luxuries she had had.
"I don't think I told you that I had a violent tiff with old Sandford when I left him, so of course I cannot ask him for money. Will you send it to me to-day, please?"
Margaret had spent the very little she had in her yesterday's expedition; but she thought, though her husband would not have her sister in the house that he would not mind helping her. He had been generous enough when they were at Torbreck.
"Will you please give me a cheque?" she said to him when they met.
"What for?"
"I want to pay some things for my sister. You will not allow her to come here. She is not well enough to go back to Scotland. She wants the money."
"Does she?" he said. "Then she may want it! Not one single farthing of my money shall she have, that I swear!" and he thumped his hand down upon the table with violence.
"What am I to do?" asked his wife, in a tone of distress.
"What do I care? I feed and clothe you because you are my wife. I told you before I have not married your sister, and I will have nothing to do with her."
"I must go and see her, then, and make some arrangement for her," said Margaret, turning away.
"Not so fast," he said, while a laugh rang through the room that made her s.h.i.+ver again. "You do not go out again without _me_. I can tell you I am not going to allow a wretched stick of a fellow to run about with my wife any more--no, no!"
For one second, fear lest Sir Albert's escort should have been known to him--in itself so innocent, but perhaps she now thought imprudent--she coloured a little, and he noticed it, and it increased his rage.
"Mr. Lyons never shall have the pleasure of escorting you again," he said. "I will take care of that. Darby and Joan--Darby and Joan!" and another wild burst of laughter rang out.
Margaret left him to think over her next step, and to send Grace a few lines to account for her non-appearance. She resolved to write to Mrs.
Dorriman, and to lay before her something of her sad position. The whole truth she could not bring herself to put down.
But time went on; she got no letter from Grace nor from Mrs. Dorriman.
Her husband seemed to spend his whole time in watching her, and if she attempted to go out he was beside her. She appealed to the man-servant, but he told her he was only there to see that her husband did not go out alone, and did not drink, for nothing else; that he could not interfere.
"I cannot aid and abet you, madam," he said; "it _may_ be your sister, again it may not be, and if something comes of it, it will not look well for _me_."
Margaret's indignant young face quelled him, and he stopped short.
She was perfectly helpless. She could wander in the grounds, and see little of her husband. She could spend hours with her child, but she never could go out. She felt that this was indeed a prison, and she a prisoner!
She had not even the comfort of knowing that Grace had got her letters, since she received no answer; then she was terrified lest Grace should write and say something in her letter about Mr. Drayton.
She was utterly wretched about her; her nurse was a timid woman, and she had had one rebuff; she was afraid of altering her position towards her, and altogether the poor thing did not know what to do.
She was standing near the front door watching her baby go out into the garden when the front door bell rang violently, so loudly as to make her start. Before it could be opened the key had to be obtained from Mr.
Drayton. When it was answered, Margaret, who had paused a little from curiosity, waited to see who could come to this sad and forlorn place.
To her amazement she saw Sir Albert Gerald. He saw her, and before any conventional denial could be given he sprang forward and greeted her joyfully.
She was so overwhelmed with joy now that a friendly face appeared that she forgot everything but that she saw before her one who would go for her to her sister. She clung to his hand and led him into the sitting-room, where her husband, with angry eyes, was watching her.
But he said nothing; he rose and gave his hand, and a new fear came upon Margaret. If Mr. Drayton could so control himself, was there not cunning present? She knew that he drank. Now she feared he was mad. A remembrance of her earliest instinct against him came to her, and she covered her face with her hands. She could not say a word to Sir Albert without his hearing it, and she felt so thankful to him for keeping Mr.
Drayton in conversation; it gave her time to think.
Abruptly then, she spoke of her sister, and begged him to go and see her, to let her know how she was. "You are a friend," she said; "you will see if you can help her. I cannot go and see her just now, much as I long to do so!"
Tears came into her eyes; he was shocked and frightened for her. There was something sinister in Mr. Drayton's expression.
He stayed as long as he could, and then he left, promising to return; and he left Margaret happier because of his promise to see her sister.
Mr. Drayton began to move restlessly about the room after Sir Albert's departure, and came suddenly close up to his wife; looking at her with a malicious smile, he said, "You shall _never_ speak to another man so long as I live!" Margaret did not answer, but she rang the bell, and left him muttering to himself vengeance upon her and her visitor.
Sir Albert, meanwhile, went to Grace's lodgings, to find her ill, nervous, and most anxious about poor Margaret. She had no comforts about her and no proper attendance; and seeing how really ill she was, and with poor Margaret full in his mind, he telegraphed to Mrs. Dorriman, and entreated her to lose no time, but to come south.
Next day he went to see Grace, and found her in one of her most excited moods, her eyes sparkling, her colour high.
She was at one moment making fun of everything, the next dwelling upon their own history.
She was full of remorse about Margaret. "It is so dreadful; I drove her to it--it is like a murder."
"I never understood it," Sir Albert said, in a low voice.
Mrs. Dorriman Volume Ii Part 16
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