Bel knew that Mrs. Marchmont had "spoken plainly," and she had seen Hemstead drive away. She expected Lottie to come to her room in a towering passion, and was prepared to weather the storm in cynical2 endurance, assured that her friend would eventually thank her for having had a hand in breaking up the "whole absurd thing."
But when Lottie entered, with the expression of one who had received a mortal wound,—when in silence and despair she had turned her face from all the world as if there were nothing left in it for which she cared,—the nervous young lady began to fear that this affair might not pass away like an ordinary "mood."
She reasoned and remonstrated3, but Lottie did not heed4, and scarcely heard her. Then she went to Mrs. Marchmont, and disturbed even that lady's complacency by her account of Lottie's appearance and manner. But with approving consciences they both said, "It was time something was done."
The dinner hour came, but Lottie silently shook her head to all urging to come down. It was the same at supper. Entreaty5, remonstrance6, the assumption of hurt and injured tones, were alike unavailing. She lay motionless, like one stunned7 and under partial paralysis8.
Mrs. Marchmont lost her complacency utterly9, and Mr. Dimmerly proved but a Job's comforter, as he snarled10, "You have stopped it with a vengeance11. It's always the way when people meddle12."
Nervous Bel was in a perfect tremor13 of anxiety, perplexity, and weak remorse14; and she kept flitting in and out of the room as pale and restless as a disquieted15 ghost.
De Forrest thought he ought to be "chief mourner," but no one seemed to pay much attention to him.
As for Lottie, one ever-present thought seemed scorching16 her brain and withering17 heart and hope.
"He thinks me false,—false in everything,—false in every glance and word to him,—false even when I spoke1 of sacred things; and he will despise me forever."
Little wonder that she was so drearily18 apathetic19 to all that could be said or done to rouse her. The fall from the pinnacle20 of her religious hope and earthly happiness was too far and great to permit speedy recovery.
At last she rose, and mechanically disrobed for the night: but no sleep blessed her eyes, for, on every side, she saw, in flaming letters, the word false. With increasing vividness her fancy portrayed21 a pale, stern, averted22 face.
The next morning she was really ill, and her aunt, in alarm, was about sending for the physician, but Lottie prevented her by saying, somewhat coldly, "What drug has the doctor for my trouble? If you really wish me to get better, give Bel another room, and leave me to myself. I must fight this battle out alone."
"Now, Lottie, how can you take a little thing so greatly to heart?"
"Is it a little thing that the one whom I most honor and respect in all the world regards me as a false coquette?"
"You surely cannot apply such language to my nephew?"
"I do; and on the best grounds. If I am young, I am somewhat capable of judging. He is not the first man I have seen. You do not know, and have never appreciated Mr. Hemstead."
"But, Lottie, compare your station and prospects23 with his."
"There is scarcely any one with whom I would not exchange prospects. I am sick of society's artificial distinctions, in which true worth and manhood—all that Heaven cares for—count for nothing. What does Mr. Hemstead care about my wealth, name, and position in New York? He looks at me; and you, or, rather, my own senseless folly24, have made me appear a weak, false thing, that, from the very laws of his being, he cannot help despising. But it was cruelly hard in you and Bel, when you saw that I was trying to be a different—a better girl, to show him only what I was, and give me no chance to explain. He will never trust,—never even look at me again." And, for the first time, the unhappy girl burst into a passion of tears, and sobbed26 so long and violently that Mrs. Marchmont had a distressing27 consciousness that her worldly wisdom was not equal to this case at all. She would have telegraphed Hemstead to return, if she had known where to address him. She was often tempted28 to write to Lottie's mother, but dreaded29 the reproaches of Mrs. Marsden for permitting matters to reach such a crisis before "stopping" them. And so, in anxiety and perplexity, the day dragged slowly on, until, at last, Lottie, wearied out, fell into the heavy sleep of utter exhaustion30, from which she did not wake till the following morning.
But the respite31 from that most depressing of all suffering; mental trouble, had given her a chance, and her healthful nature began to recover.
She was a girl of too much force and character to succumb32 long to any misfortune; and, as she said to her aunt, she meant to fight this battle out to some kind of solution.
To the surprise of every one, she appeared at the breakfast table, very pale, but quiet, and perfectly33 self-possessed. Her bearing, however, had a dignity and a decision which would make even Mrs. Marchmont hesitate before she "meddled34" again. De Forrest was half afraid of her, and began to realize that she was not the girl he had brought to the country but a few weeks since.
After breakfast, she dismissed Bel by saying plainly that she wished to be alone, and then sat down, and, for the first time, tried to clearly understand the situation. It grew more and more evident how desperately35 against her were appearances. She had been false at first, and, in a certain sense, must appear false to the last, in that she had not told him the truth. Besides, just when and how she had become in earnest she could not remember. The poor girl was greatly discouraged, and again gave way to tears, as if her heart would break.
But in the midst of her sore trouble, like a flash of genial36 light came the thought, "If Mr. Hemstead will never look at me again, there is One who will"; and she sprang up, and, having found a Bible, turned again to its shortest text, remembering, with a quick sob25, how she had first discovered it. With almost the distinctness and reality of actual presence, there rose up before her mind One who, with bowed head, wept with men for men. Every tear of sympathy appeared to fall on her bruised37 heart; and hope, that she believed dead, began to revive. She just clung to one simple thought: "He feels sorry for me"; and it comforted her.
Then she began to turn the leaves back and forth38 to find places where Jesus showed kindness and forgave, and she soon found that this was His life,—His work in which He never wearied,—kindness to all, forgiveness for all. Then the thought stole into her heart, like the dove bringing the "olive leaf" from across a dreary39 waste, "If Mr. Hemstead is like his Master he will forgive me." Hope now grew strong and steadily40, and the impulsive41, demonstrative girl kissed the little Book, pressed it to her heart, and caressed42 it as if it were a thing of life. She got out her portfolio43 and wrote:
"Mr. Hemstead, I sincerely ask your forgiveness for my folly, which you cannot condemn44 as severely45 as I do. Though unworthy, indeed, of your friendship and esteem46, can you believe that I am not now the weak, wicked creature that I was when we first met? But I have not the courage to plead my own cause. I know that both facts and appearances are against me. I can only ask you, Who told His disciples47 to forgive each other, 'seventy times seven'?
"Yours, in sorrow and regret,
"LOTTIE MARSDEN."
"I have now done the best I can," she said. "The issue is in God's hands."
At the dinner-table she again perplexed49 the mystified household. They, in their narrow worldliness, had no key to such a problem as Lottie Marsden had become. She was gentleness itself. The mystic tears falling from Divine eyes had melted away all coldness and hardness, and the touch of her words and manner, if we may so speak, had in it a kindliness50 and a regard for others to which even the most callous51 respond. Patient self-forgetfulness is the most God-like and the most winning of all the graces.
After dinner, Mr. Dimmerly shuffled52 away by himself, with a sound between a sniffle and his old chuckle53, muttering, "I don't believe it's 'stopped,' after all. Anyway, I wish she were going to be a home missionary54 in my home."
Lottie went with Dan again to the pond, and then to the "fallen tree"; but she found no other tryst55 there than memories, that, in view of what had happened, were very painful.
After her return, she no longer shunned56 the others, but sat down and talked quietly with them, as multitudes of men and women are doing daily, giving no sign that in the mean time they are patiently watching at the sepulchre of a buried hope, which may, or may not, rise again.
As with Lottie at first, so with Hemstead, the word false seemed to have the malignant57 power to quench58 hope and happiness. If it is faith that saves, it would seem that it is its opposite—distrust—that most quickly destroys. In no way can we deal more fatal and ruinous blows than to deceive those who trust us.
And Hemstead felt, at first, that he had been deceived and trifled with in all that was sacred. For hours both faith and reason reeled in passion, that grew and raged in the strong man's breast like a tropical storm. He plunged59 into the streets, crowded with his unknowing, uncaring fellow-creatures, as he would lose himself in the depths of a lonely forest, and walked hour after hour, he knew not and cared not whither.
Two thoughts pursued him like goading60 phantoms,—she was false—he was deceived.
At last, when the frenzy61 left him, weak and exhausted62, he found himself near a large hotel, and he went in and slept almost as the dead sleep.
In his case also sleep proved "nature's sweet restorer." In the morning faith and reason sat together on their throne, and he recognized his duty to act the part of a man and a Christian63, whatever the truth might be.
He sat down at last and calmly tried to disentangle the web. Second thoughts brought wiser judgment64, for, after going over every day and hour of his acquaintance with Lottie, he could scarcely resist the conclusion that if she had begun in falsehood she was ending in truth. If she, in all her words and manner, had been only acting65, he could never trust his senses again, or be able to distinguish between the hollow and the real.
Hour after hour he sat and thought. He held a solemn assize within his own breast, and marshalled all he could remember as witnesses for and against her. Much in her conduct that at first had puzzled him now grew clear in view of her purpose to victimize him, and, even as late as Christmas eve, he remembered how her use of the word "comedy" had jarred unpleasantly upon his ear. But on the other hand there seemed even more conclusive66 evidence that she had gradually grown sincere, and come to mean all she said and did. Could the color that came and went like light from an inner flame,—could tears that seemed to come more from her heart than from her eyes,—could words that had sounded so true and womanly, and that had often dwelt on the most sacred themes, be only simulated?
"If so," he groaned67, "then there are only two in the wide universe that I can ever trust,—God and mother."
Moreover, in her trial, Lottie had an eloquent68 advocate to whom even deliberate reason appeared only too ready to lend an attentive69 ear,—the student's heart.
Therefore she finally received a better vindication70 than the Scotch71 verdict "not proven," and the young man began to condemn himself bitterly for having left so hastily, and before Lottie had time to explain and defend herself.
His first impulse was to go back at once and give her another hearing. But, almost before he was aware, he found a new culprit brought to the bar for judgment,—himself.
If the trial, just completed, had failed to prove Lottie's guilt72, it had most conclusively73 shown him his love. He saw how it had developed while he was blind to its existence. He saw that his wild agony of the preceding day was not over falsehood and deception74 in the abstract, but over the supposed falsehood of a woman whom he had come to love as his own soul. And even now he was exulting75 in the hope that she might have passed, as unconsciously as himself, into like sweet thraldom76. In the belief of her truthfulness77, how else could he interpret her glances, tones, actions, and even plainly-spoken words?
But the flame of hope, that had burned higher and brighter, gradually sank again as he recalled his aunt's words, "How is all this sentiment to end?—in only sentiment?"
He remembered his chosen calling. Could he ask this child of luxury to go with him to the far West and share his life of toilsome privation? He had long felt that the work of a missionary was his vocation78. She had never had any such feeling. He recalled her words, spoken but yesterday, it seemed: "Do you imagine that any nice girl will go out with you among the border ruffians?"
That is the way it appeared to her then. If such a thing were possible, that she had become attached to him, would it not be an unfair and almost a mean thing to take advantage of her affection, and, by means of it, commit her to a life for which she was unfitted, and which might become almost a martyrdom? The change from her luxurious79 home to frontier-life would be too great. If she had felt called of God to such a work,—if she had laid herself as a sacrifice upon the Divine Altar, that would be very different, for the Master would give no task without imparting strength and patience for its fulfilment. Besides, He had Heaven to give in return.
But Frank Hemstead's unselfish manhood told him plainly that he had no right to ask any such sacrifice.
Incidentally, Lottie had mentioned the number of her residence, and he hastily went up Fifth Avenue, and saw her palace of a home. Every stone in the stately abode80 seemed part of the barrier between them.
An elegant carriage with liveried coachman and footman came around to the entrance, and a lady who had Lottie's features, except that they had grown rigid81 with pride and age, entered it, and was driven away. As he saw her stately bearing, and the pomp and show of her life, he could almost believe his aunt,—that this proud woman of the world would rather bury the daughter of whom she expected so much than marry her to an obscure home missionary.
His heart grew heavy as lead, and he groaned, "Even if she loves me I have lost her."
Then came the supreme82 temptation of his life. Why must he be a home missionary? Who was there to compel such a sacrifice of himself? He might come to this city, and win a place as high as hers, as many poorer and more friendless than himself had done. He might even seek some well-situated Eastern church. He might aim to be one of the great popular preachers of the day; and so be able to come to the door of that proud home and ask what it would be no condescension83 to grant.
Again he was out in the storm; again he was in the thick of the battle;—passionate longings84 and love on one hand; stern, steady conscience on the other. In painful pre-occupation he again walked unknown distances. His aimless steps took him away from the mansions85 of the rich down among the abodes86 of the poor. As he was crossing a street his troubled eyes rested upon a plain cross over a lowly chapel87 door. He stopped before it like a superstitious88 Romanist,—not reverencing89 the emblem90, however, but in vivid remembrance of Him who suffered thereon. He recalled His self-sacrifice and His words, "Whosoever doth not bear his cross and come after me, cannot be my disciple48."
He bowed his head a moment, then turned quietly, and went back to his hotel.
The conflict was over,—the temptation passed,—and he was loyal.
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remonstrance
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paralysis
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