One week after her marriage, in a crisis of agony, Emilia took up her pen, dipped it in fire, and wrote thus to him:—
“Philip Malbone, why did nobody ever tell me what marriage is where there is no love? This man who calls himself my husband is no worse, I suppose, than other men. It is only for being what is called by that name that I abhor2 him. Good God! what am I to do? It was not for money that I married him,—that you know very well; I cared no more for his money than for himself. I thought it was the only way to save Hope. She has been very good to me, and perhaps I should love her, if I could love anybody. Now I have done what will only make more misery3, for I cannot bear it. Philip, I am alone in this wide world, except for you. Tell me what to do. I will haunt you till you die, unless you tell me. Answer this, or I will write again.”
Terrified by this letter, absolutely powerless to guide the life with which he had so desperately4 entangled5 himself, Philip let one day pass without answering, and that evening he found Emilia at his door, she having glided6 unnoticed up the main stairway. She was so excited, it was equally dangerous to send her away or to admit her, and he drew her in, darkening the windows and locking the door. On the whole, it was not so bad as he expected; at least, there was less violence and more despair. She covered her face with her hands, and writhed7 in anguish8, when she said that she had utterly9 degraded herself by this loveless marriage. She scarcely mentioned her husband. She made no complaint of him, and even spoke10 of him as generous. It seemed as if this made it worse, and as if she would be happier if she could expend12 herself in hating him. She spoke of him rather as a mere13 witness to some shame for which she herself was responsible; bearing him no malice14, but tortured by the thought that he should exist.
Then she turned on Malbone. “Philip, why did you ever interfere15 with my life? I should have been very happy with Antoine if you had let me marry him, for I never should have known what it was to love you. Oh! I wish he were here now, even he,—any one who loved me truly, and whom I could love only a little. I would go away with such a person anywhere, and never trouble you and Hope any more. What shall I do? Philip, you might tell me what to do. Once you told me always to come to you.”
“What can you do?” he asked gloomily, in return.
“I cannot imagine,” she said, with a desolate16 look, more pitiable than passion, on her young face. “I wish to save Hope, and to save my—to save Mr. Lambert. Philip, you do not love me. I do not call it love. There is no passion in your veins17; it is only a sort of sympathetic selfishness. Hope is infinitely18 better than you are, and I believe she is more capable of loving. I began by hating her, but if she loves you as I think she does, she has treated me more generously than ever one woman treated another. For she could not look at me and not know that I loved you. I did love you. O Philip, tell me what to do!”
Such beauty in anguish, the thrill of the possession of such love, the possibility of soothing19 by tenderness the wild mood which he could not meet by counsel,—it would have taken a stronger or less sympathetic nature than Malbone’s to endure all this. It swept him away; this revival20 of passion was irresistible21. When her pent-up feeling was once uttered, she turned to his love as a fancied salvation22. It was a terrible remedy. She had never looked more beautiful, and yet she seemed to have grown old at once; her very caresses23 appeared to burn. She lingered and lingered, and still he kept her there; and when it was no longer possible for her to go without disturbing the house, he led her to a secret spiral stairway, which went from attic24 to cellar of that stately old mansion25, and which opened by one or more doors on each landing, as his keen eye had found out. Descending26 this, he went forth27 with her into the dark and silent night. The mist hung around the house; the wet leaves fluttered and fell upon their cheeks; the water lapped desolately28 against the pier11. Philip found a carriage and sent her back to Mrs. Meredith’s, where she was staying during the brief absence of John Lambert.
These concealed meetings, once begun, became an absorbing excitement. She came several times, staying half an hour, an hour, two hours. They were together long enough for suffering, never long enough for soothing. It was a poor substitute for happiness. Each time she came, Malbone wished that she might never go or never return. His warier29 nature was feverish30 with solicitude31 and with self-reproach; he liked the excitement of slight risks, but this was far too intense, the vibrations32 too extreme. She, on the other hand, rode triumphant33 over waves of passion which cowed him. He dared not exclude her; he dared not continue to admit her; he dared not free himself; he could not be happy. The privacy of the concealed stairway saved them from outward dangers, but not from inward fears. Their interviews were first blissful, then anxious, then sad, then stormy. It was at the end of such a storm that Emilia had passed into one of those deathly calms which belonged to her physical temperament34; and it was under these circumstances that Hope had followed Philip to the door.
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