Demos Part 20
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'I've thought of something else,' returned Adela, lowering her voice, as if to impart a project of doubtful propriety. 'Suppose I walk towards the Manor and--and meet him on the way, before he gets very far? Then I could save him the annoyance, couldn't I, dear?'
Letty widened her eyes. The idea was splendid, but--
'You don't think, dear, that it might be a little--that you might find it--?'
Adela reddened.
'It is only a piece of kindness. Mr. Eldon will understand, I'm sure. He asked me so particularly if we should be alone. I really feel it a duty.
Don't you think I may go? I must decide at once.'
Letty hesitated.
'If you really advise me not to--' pursued Adela. 'But I'm sure I shall be glad when it's done.'
'Then go, dear. Yes, I would go if I were you.'
Adela now faltered.
'You really would go, in my place?'
'Yes, yes, I'm sure I should. You see, it isn't as if it was Mr. Mutimer you were going to meet.'
'Oh, no, no That would be impossible.'
'He will be very grateful,' murmured Letty, without looking up.
'If I go, it must be at once.'
'Your mother doesn't know he was coming?'
'No. I don't know why I haven't told her, really. I suppose we were talking so much of other things last night. And then I only got home just as Alfred did, and he said at once that he had invited Mr. Mutimer.
Yes, I will go. Perhaps I'll come and see you again after church.'
Letty went back to 'Pilgrim's Progress.' Her sister Jessie enjoyed the sound of her own voice, and did not offer to surrender the book, so she sat by little Eva's side and resumed her Sunday face.
Adela took the road for the Manor, resisting the impulse to cast glances on either side as she pa.s.sed the houses at the end of the village. She felt it to be more than likely that eyes were observing her, as it was an unusual time for her to be abroad, and the direction of her walk pointed unmistakably to one destination. But she made no account of secrecy; her errand was perfectly simple and with an object that no one could censure. If people tattled, they alone were to blame. For the first time she experienced a little resentment of the public criticism which was so rife in Wanley, and the experience was useful--one of those inappreciable aids to independence which act by c.u.mulative stress on a character capable of development and softly mould its outlines.
She pa.s.sed the church, then the vicarage, and entered the hedgeway which by a long curve led to the Manor. She was slackening her pace, not wis.h.i.+ng to approach too near to the house, when she at length saw Hubert Eldon walking towards her. He advanced with a look which was not exactly indifferent yet showed no surprise; the smile only came to his face when he was near enough to speak.
'I have come to meet you,' Adela began, with frankness which cost her a little agitation of breath. 'I am so very sorry to have misled you yesterday. As soon as I reached home, I found that my brother had invited Mr. Mutimer for to-day. I thought it would be best if I came and told you that--that we were not quite alone, as I said we should be.'
As she spoke Adela became distressed by perceiving, or seeming to perceive, that the cause which had led her to this step was quite inadequate. Of course it was the result of her having to forbear mention of the real point at issue; she could not say that she feared it might be disagreeable to her hearer to meet Mutimer. But, put in the other way, her pretext for coming appeared trivial. Only with an extreme effort she preserved her even tone to the end of her speech.
'It is very kind of you,' Hubert replied almost warmly. 'I'm very sorry you have had the trouble.'
As she disclaimed thanks, Eldon's tact discovered the way of safety.
Facing her with a quiet openness of look, he said, in a tone of pleasant directness which Adela had often felt to be peculiarly his own--
'I shall best thank you by admitting that I should have found it very unpleasant to meet Mr. Mutimer. You felt that, and hence your kindness.
At the same time, no doubt, you pity me for my littleness.'
'I think it perfectly natural that such a meeting should be disagreeable. I believe I understand your feeling. Indeed, you explained it to me yesterday.'
'I explained it?'
'In what you said about the works in the valley.'
'True. Many people would have interpreted me less liberally.'
Adela's eyes brightened a little. But when she raised them, they fell upon something which disturbed her cheerfulness. This was the face of Mrs. Mewling, who had come up from the direction of Wanley and was clearly about to pay a visit at the Manor. The lady smiled and murmured a greeting as she pa.s.sed by.
'I suppose Mrs. Mewling is going to see my mother,' said Hubert, who also had lost a little of his naturalness.
A few more words and they again parted. Nothing further was said of the postponed visit. Adela hastened homewards, dreading lest she had made a great mistake, yet glad that she had ventured to come.
Her mother was just going out into the garden, where Alfred's voice sounded frequently in laughter or denunciation. Adela would have been glad to sit alone for a short time, for Mrs. Waltham seemed to wish for her company She had only time to glance at herself in her looking-gla.s.s and just press a palm against each cheek.
Alfred was puffing clouds from his briar pipe, but Mutimer had ceased smoking. Near the latter was a vacant seat; Adela took it, as there was no other.
'What a good thing the day of rest is!' exclaimed Mrs. Waltham. 'I always feel thankful when I think of the poor men who toil so all through the week in Belwick, and how they must enjoy their Sunday. You surely wouldn't make any change in _that_, Mr. Mutimer?'
'The change I should like to see would be in the other direction,'
Richard replied. 'I would have holidays far more frequent. In the towns you can scarcely call Sunday a holiday. There's nothing to do but to walk about the streets. On the whole it does far more harm than good.'
'Do they never go to church?' asked Adela. She was experiencing a sort of irritation against their guest, a feeling traceable to more than one source; Mutimer's frequent glances did not tend to soothe it. She asked the question rather in a spirit of adverse criticism.
'The working people don't,' was the reply, 'except a Dissenting family here and there.'
'Perhaps that is one explanation of the Sundays being useless to them.'
Adela would scarcely have ventured upon such a tone in reference to any secular matter; the subject being religion, she was of course justified in expressing herself freely.
Mutimer smiled and held back his rejoinder for a moment. By that time Alfred had taken his pipe from his lips and was giving utterance to unmeasured scorn.
'But, Mr. Mutimer,' said Mrs. Waltham, waving aside her son's vehemence, 'you don't seriously tell us that the working people have no religion?
Surely that would be too shocking!'
'Yes, I say it seriously, Mrs. Waltham. In the ordinary sense of the word, they have no religion. The truth is, they have no time to think of it.'
'Oh, but surely it needs no thought--'
Alfred exploded.
'I mean,' pursued his mother, 'that, however busy we are, there must always be intervals to be spared from the world.'
Mutimer again delayed his reply. A look which he cast at Adela appeared to move her to speech.
'Have they not their evenings free, as well as every Sunday?'
Demos Part 20
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