The Inner Shrine Part 29
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"Are you so sure?"
"I'm very sure. If he didn't--" The consequences of that possibility being difficult of expression, she hung upon her words.
"I should be sorry to have you brought to so momentous a decision on my account."
"It wouldn't be on your account; it would be on my own. I understand myself well enough to see that I could love a dishonorable man; but I couldn't marry him."
"You have, of course, your own idea as to what makes a man dishonorable."
"What makes a man dishonorable is to persist in dishonor after he has become aware of it. Any one may speak thoughtlessly, or boastfully, or foolishly, and be forgiven for it. But he can't be forgiven if he keeps it up, especially when by his doing so a woman has to suffer."
The movement with which Diane pushed back her chair and rose betrayed a troubled rather than an impatient spirit.
"Miss Grimston," she said, standing before the girl and looking down upon her, "I should almost prefer not to have you take my affairs into your consideration. I doubt if they're worth it. I can't deny that I shrink from becoming a factor in your life, as well as from feeling that you must make your decisions, or unmake them, with reference to me."
"I'm not making my decisions, or unmaking them, with reference to you; it's with reference to Monsieur de Bienville. He has my father's consent to his asking me to be his wife. I understand that, according to the formal French fas.h.i.+on, he's going to do it to-morrow. Before I give him an answer I must know that he is such a man as I could marry."
"You would have thought him so if you hadn't heard this about me."
"Even so, it's better for me to have heard it. Any prudent person would tell you that. What I'm going to ask you to do now will not be for your sake; it will be for mine."
"You're going to ask me to do something?"
"Yes; to see Monsieur de Bienville."
Diane recoiled with an expression of dismay.
"I know it will be hard for you," Miss Grimston pursued, "and I wouldn't ask you to do it if it were not the straightest way out of a perplexing situation. I've confidence enough in him to believe that when he has seen you and heard your story, he'll act according to the dictates of a nature which I know to be essentially honorable, even if it's weak. You can see what that will mean to us all. It will not only clear you and rehabilitate him, but it will bring happiness to me."
There was something in the way in which these brief statements were made that gave them the nature of an appeal. The very difficulty of the reserved heart in speaking out, the shame-flushed cheek--the subdued voice--the halting breath--had on Diane a more potent effect than eloquence. What was left of her own hope, too, at once put forth its claim at the possibility of getting justice. It was a matter of taking her courage in both hands, in one tremendous effort, but the fact that this girl believed in her was a stimulus to making the attempt. Before they parted--with stammering expressions of mutual sympathy--she had given her word to do it.
XVI
In the degree to which masculine good looks and elegance are accessories to impressing a maid's heart, the Marquis de Bienville had reason to be sure of the effect he was producing, as he bent and kissed Miss Marion Grimston's hand, in her aunt's drawing-room, on the following afternoon.
He was not surprised to detect the thrill that shot through her being at his act of homage, and communicated itself back to him; for he was tolerably certain of her love. That had been, to all intents and purposes, confessed more than two years ago; while, during the intervening time, he had not lacked signs that the gift once bestowed had never been withdrawn. He had stood for a few seconds at the threshold on entering the room, just to rejoice consciously at his great good-fortune. She had risen, but not advanced, to meet him, her tall figure, sheathed in some close-fitting, soft stuff, thrown into relief by the dark-blue velvet portiere behind her. He was not unaware of his unworthiness in the presence of this superb young creature, and as he crossed the room it was with the humility of a wors.h.i.+pper before a shrine.
"Mademoiselle," he said, simply, when he had raised himself, "I come to tell you that I love you."
The glance, slightly oblique, of suspended expression with which she received the words encouraged him to continue.
"I know how far what I have to give is beneath the honor of your acceptance; and yet when men love they are impelled to offer all the little that they have. My one hope lies in the fact that a woman like you doesn't love a man for what he is--but for what she can make him."
The words were admirably chosen, reaching her heart with a force greater than he knew.
"A woman," she answered, with a certain stately uplifting of the head, "can only make a man that which he has already the power to become. She may be able to point out the way; but it's for him to follow it."
"I don't think you'd see me hesitate at that."
"I'm glad you say so; because the road I should have to ask you to take would be a hard one."
"The harder the better, if it's anything by which I can prove my love."
"It is; but it's not only that; it's something by which you could prove mine."
His face brightened.
"In that case, Mademoiselle--speak."
She took an instant to a.s.semble her forces, standing before him with a calmness she did not feel.
"You must forgive me," she said, trying to keep her voice steady, "if I take the initiative, as no girl is often called upon to do. Perhaps I should hesitate more if you hadn't told me, two years ago, what I know you've come to repeat to-day. The fact that I've waited those two years to hear you say it gives me a right that otherwise I shouldn't claim."
He bowed.
"There are no rights that a woman can have over a man which you, Mademoiselle, do not possess over me."
"Before telling me again," she continued, speaking with difficulty, "what you've told me already, I want to say that I can only listen to it on one condition."
"Which is--?"
"That your own conscience is at peace with itself."
There was a sudden startled toss of the head, but he answered, bravely:
"Is one's conscience ever at peace with itself? A woman's, perhaps; but a man's--!"
He shook his head with that wistful smile of contrition which is already a plea for pardon.
"I'm not speaking of life in general, but of something in particular. I want you to understand, before you ask me--what you've come to ask, that you couldn't make one woman happy while you're doing another a great wrong."
He was sure now of what was in store for him, and braced himself for his part. He was one of those men who need but to see peril to see also the way of meeting it. He stood for a minute, very straight and erect, like a soldier before a court-martial--a culprit whose guilt is half excused by his very manliness.
"I have wronged women. They've wronged me, too. All I can do to show I'm sorry for it is--not to give them the same sort of offence again."
"I'm thinking of one woman--one woman in particular."
He threw back his head with fine confidence.
"I don't know her."
"It's Diane Eveleth. She says--"
"I can imagine what she says. If I were you, I wouldn't pay it more attention than it deserves."
"It deserves a good deal--if it's true."
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