Odd Part 21
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He paused, and then Nesta spoke, looking away from the low churchyard wall by which they were standing to the hills in the distance.
'I am sorry we have met,' she said simply, 'very sorry, for it is pain to us both; but the circ.u.mstances in my life have not changed; I cannot act differently; my mother and sister require me, and my mother----'
Her voice faltered.
'Your mother is still of the same opinion,' he said. 'I look back with regret to my heated words when last I saw her. Time and another Teacher has shown me since where I was wrong; but, Nesta, let me plead my--may I say our cause with her again? She has no right to spoil our lives, and it is no true kindness to her to allow her to do it. Give me your permission to come and see her.'
'I cannot; it will only stir up her grief and pain afresh. She will not, cannot, look at things in a different light.'
'And are you going to part with me like this?'
His tone was low and husky with feeling. He added, a little drearily, 'I wonder, after all, if your affection has cooled; you speak so calmly about it all, that it makes one think----'
Nesta heard him so far, and then put out her hand as if to stop him.
'Oh, G.o.dfrey!'
That was all; but as the old familiar name slipped from her lips she burst into tears, and turning aside, leant her arms on the old wall and buried her head in them.
Major St. Clair stepped up quickly. 'Nesta, Nesta, you must not! I cannot stand it! My darling, we cannot part like this!'
What he might have done was never known; perhaps, with his strong arm round her, Nesta would have yielded then and there; but a most inopportune childish voice broke in close by.
'You've made her cry! You've made my Miss Fairfax cry!' And with a little rush Betty flew to comfort her friend.
In an instant Nesta was standing erect again.
'It is nothing, darling; we have been talking over old times.
Good-bye, Major St. Clair.'
She turned down a path at the side of the church, whilst Major St.
Clair gazed after her in bewilderment and vexation.
'Oh!' he said, shaking his head at Betty as they retraced their way homewards, 'you're like a little boy I once knew, who would bring me a delicious plate of cherries. "Would you like to have some, major?
Look at them; aren't they lovely?" And then, as I stretched out my hand, he would s.n.a.t.c.h them back with malicious glee, and gobble them up in my sight.'
'He was a very rude little boy,' said Betty, a little offended, 'and I don't think I'm a bit like him, for I haven't brought you anything this afternoon.'
Very restless and uneasy was Major St. Clair all that evening; Captain Stuart more than once took him to task for his moodiness and absence of mind, but was quite unsuccessful in eliciting a satisfactory explanation.
The next day they went off fis.h.i.+ng together, but about four o'clock Major St. Clair left his friend and sauntered back to the house.
Finding Betty and Prince playing together outside, he called her to him, and, lying full length on the gra.s.s, led her on to talk about Nesta. Betty innocently fell in with his wish; she gave him a graphic description of her day at Holly Grange, and then went back to the day when she first met Mrs. Fairfax in the wood.
'She's like a queen,' said the eager child; 'her face is so stern and proud, but she's very sad! Every grown-up person seems sad about here!
I like Mrs. Fairfax very much; she gave me Prince.'
Major St. Clair listened, and asked questions, and then suddenly started to his feet.
'Come for a walk with me,' he said; 'wait till I have written a letter, and then we will start.'
'To church again?' inquired Betty.
'No, not to church; to Holly Grange.'
'It's miles and miles,' said Betty dubiously; 'I went in a pony carriage, but if you go by the wood it is shorter.'
'Oh, we shall manage it very well, and if you are tired I will carry you.'
Major St. Clair's tone was quite cheerful, and Betty set off with him, delighted at being chosen as his companion.
'Are you going to see Miss Fairfax?' she asked presently.
'No, I don't think I shall go into the house at all; but I want you to take a note to Mrs. Fairfax and bring me back an answer.'
Betty coloured up with pleasure. 'I shall like to do that,' she said; 'it's such a nice house inside, and you should see the flowers! I think I could be quite happy if I were Mrs. Fairfax, couldn't you?'
She chattered on, and when at last the gates were reached, Major St.
Clair entrusted her with the important letter.
'Give it to Mrs. Fairfax yourself, Betty, and tell her I would like to see her very much.'
Betty nodded, and clasped the letter tightly in one little hand, Prince followed her closely up the drive. The hall-door stood open, and for a moment the child hesitated; then the old butler crossed the hall, and she called out eagerly,--
'Please, can I come in and see Mrs. Fairfax?'
The man looked surprised. 'I don't think she will see you,' he said, smiling; 'Mrs. Fairfax sees no visitors.'
'But I'm not a visitor,' said the little girl; 'I'm only Betty, and I've got a letter to give her.'
'I will go and see.'
He disappeared, but returned a minute after.
'Come in, missy--this way.'
He led the child into the drawing-room, where Mrs. Fairfax was presiding at the afternoon tea-table. Nesta was not there, and Grace was just leaving the room.
A smile lightened Mrs. Fairfax's grave face at the sight of Betty.
'All alone?' she asked, bending down to kiss her.
'I've come to bring you a letter,' said Betty, dimpling over with pleasure and importance.
Mrs. Fairfax made her sit down in a little cus.h.i.+oned chair, and took the note in her hand. As she read it, she knitted her brows, and her lips took their sternest curve; then rising she went to the farther end of the room, and stood looking out of the low French window, her back turned to Betty, and her hands clenched convulsively by her side.
Nesta was right in surmising what a torrent of painful memories would be aroused by Major St. Clair's advent in their neighbourhood.
If the letter had come a few weeks before, there would have been only one answer; but Mrs. Fairfax had been learning lately from the great Master Himself, and her heart was softened and subdued. Still it was a hard struggle, and pride fought for predominance. At length she turned round, and went to her writing-desk; and then Betty crept up softly to her.
Odd Part 21
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