The sun flashed upon a lens of surprising magnitude, polished to such a smoothness that the eye could scarcely meet its reflections. Here was a crystal in whose depths were to be seen more wonders than had been revealed by the crystals of all the Cagliostros.
Swithin, hot with joyousness4, took this treasure to his telescope manufactory at the homestead; then he started off for the Great House.
On gaining its precincts he felt shy of calling, never having received any hint or permission to do so; while Lady Constantine’s mysterious manner of leaving the parcel seemed to demand a like mysteriousness in his approaches to her. All the afternoon he lingered about uncertainly, in the hope of intercepting5 her on her return from a drive, occasionally walking with an indifferent lounge across glades6 commanded by the windows, that if she were indoors she might know he was near. But she did not show herself during the daylight. Still impressed by her playful secrecy7 he carried on the same idea after dark, by returning to the house and passing through the garden door on to the lawn front, where he sat on the parapet that breasted the terrace.
Now she frequently came out here for a melancholy8 saunter after dinner, and to-night was such an occasion. Swithin went forward, and met her at nearly the spot where he had dropped the lens some nights earlier.
‘I have come to see you, Lady Constantine. How did the glass get on my table?’
She laughed as lightly as a girl; that he had come to her in this way was plainly no offence thus far.
‘Perhaps it was dropped from the clouds by a bird,’ she said.
‘Why should you be so good to me?’ he cried.
‘One good turn deserves another,’ answered she.
‘Dear Lady Constantine! Whatever discoveries result from this shall be ascribed to you as much as to me. Where should I have been without your gift?’
‘You would possibly have accomplished9 your purpose just the same, and have been so much the nobler for your struggle against ill-luck. I hope that now you will be able to proceed with your large telescope as if nothing had happened.’
‘O yes, I will, certainly. I am afraid I showed too much feeling, the reverse of stoical, when the accident occurred. That was not very noble of me.’
‘There is nothing unnatural10 in such feeling at your age. When you are older you will smile at such moods, and at the mishaps11 that gave rise to them.’
‘Ah, I perceive you think me weak in the extreme,’ he said, with just a shade of pique12. ‘But you will never realize that an incident which filled but a degree in the circle of your thoughts covered the whole circumference13 of mine. No person can see exactly what and where another’s horizon is.’
They soon parted, and she re-entered the house, where she sat reflecting for some time, till she seemed to fear that she had wounded his feelings. She awoke in the night, and thought and thought on the same thing, till she had worked herself into a feverish14 fret15 about it. When it was morning she looked across at the tower, and sitting down, impulsively16 wrote the following note:—
‘DEAR MR. ST. CLEEVE — I cannot allow you to remain under the impression that I despised your scientific endeavours in speaking as I did last night. I think you were too sensitive to my remark. But perhaps you were agitated17 with the labours of the day, and I fear that watching so late at night must make you very weary. If I can help you again, please let me know. I never realized the grandeur18 of astronomy till you showed me how to do so. Also let me know about the new telescope. Come and see me at any time. After your great kindness in being my messenger I can never do enough for you. I wish you had a mother or sister, and pity your loneliness! I am lonely too. — Yours truly,
VIVIETTE
CONSTANTINE.’
She was so anxious that he should get this letter the same day that she ran across to the column with it during the morning, preferring to be her own emissary in so curious a case. The door, as she had expected, was locked; and, slipping the letter under it, she went home again. During lunch her ardour in the cause of Swithin’s hurt feelings cooled down, till she exclaimed to herself, as she sat at her lonely table, ‘What could have possessed19 me to write in that way!’
After lunch she went faster to the tower than she had gone in the early morning, and peeped eagerly into the chink under the door. She could discern no letter, and, on trying the latch20, found that the door would open. The letter was gone, Swithin having obviously arrived in the interval21.
She blushed a blush which seemed to say, ‘I am getting foolishly interested in this young man.’ She had, in short, in her own opinion, somewhat overstepped the bounds of dignity. Her instincts did not square well with the formalities of her existence, and she walked home despondently23.
Had a concert, bazaar24, lecture, or Dorcas meeting required the patronage25 and support of Lady Constantine at this juncture26, the circumstance would probably have been sufficient to divert her mind from Swithin St. Cleeve and astronomy for some little time. But as none of these incidents were within the range of expectation — Welland House and parish lying far from large towns and watering-places — the void in her outer life continued, and with it the void in her life within.
The youth had not answered her letter; neither had he called upon her in response to the invitation she had regretted, with the rest of the epistle, as being somewhat too warmly informal for black and white. To speak tenderly to him was one thing, to write another — that was her feeling immediately after the event; but his counter-move of silence and avoidance, though probably the result of pure unconsciousness on his part, completely dispersed27 such self-considerations now. Her eyes never fell upon the Rings-Hill column without a solicitous28 wonder arising as to what he was doing. A true woman, she would assume the remotest possibility to be the most likely contingency29, if the possibility had the recommendation of being tragical30; and she now feared that something was wrong with Swithin St. Cleeve. Yet there was not the least doubt that he had become so immersed in the business of the new telescope as to forget everything else.
On Sunday, between the services, she walked to Little Welland, chiefly for the sake of giving a run to a house-dog, a large St. Bernard, of whom she was fond. The distance was but short; and she returned along a narrow lane, divided from the river by a hedge, through whose leafless twigs31 the ripples32 flashed silver lights into her eyes. Here she discovered Swithin, leaning over a gate, his eyes bent33 upon the stream.
The dog first attracted his attention; then he heard her, and turned round. She had never seen him looking so despondent22.
‘You have never called, though I invited you,’ said Lady Constantine.
‘My great telescope won’t work!’ he replied lugubriously34.
‘I am sorry for that. So it has made you quite forget me?’
‘Ah, yes; you wrote me a very kind letter, which I ought to have answered. Well, I did forget, Lady Constantine. My new telescope won’t work, and I don’t know what to do about it at all!’
‘Can I assist you any further?’
‘No, I fear not. Besides, you have assisted me already.’
‘What would really help you out of all your difficulties? Something would, surely?’
He shook his head.
‘There must be some solution to them?’
‘O yes,’ he replied, with a hypothetical gaze into the stream; ‘SOME solution of course — an equatorial, for instance.’
‘What’s that?’
‘Briefly, an impossibility. It is a splendid instrument, with an object lens of, say, eight or nine inches aperture35, mounted with its axis36 parallel to the earth’s axis, and fitted up with graduated circles for denoting right ascensions and declinations; besides having special eye-pieces, a finder, and all sorts of appliances — clock-work to make the telescope follow the motion in right ascension — I cannot tell you half the conveniences. Ah, an equatorial is a thing indeed!’
‘An equatorial is the one instrument required to make you quite happy?’
‘Well, yes.’
‘I’ll see what I can do.’
‘But, Lady Constantine,’ cried the amazed astronomer37, ‘an equatorial such as I describe costs as much as two grand pianos!’
She was rather staggered at this news; but she rallied gallantly38, and said, ‘Never mind. I’ll make inquiries39.’
‘But it could not be put on the tower without people seeing it! It would have to be fixed40 to the masonry41. And there must be a dome42 of some kind to keep off the rain. A tarpaulin43 might do.’
Lady Constantine reflected. ‘It would be a great business, I see,’ she said. ‘Though as far as the fixing and roofing go, I would of course consent to your doing what you liked with the old column. My workmen could fix it, could they not?’
‘O yes. But what would Sir Blount say, if he came home and saw the goings on?’
Lady Constantine turned aside to hide a sudden displacement44 of blood from her cheek. ‘Ah — my husband!’ she whispered. . . . ‘I am just now going to church,’ she added in a repressed and hurried tone. ‘I will think of this matter.’
In church it was with Lady Constantine as with the Lord Angelo of Vienna in a similar situation — Heaven had her empty words only, and her invention heard not her tongue. She soon recovered from the momentary45 consternation46 into which she had fallen at Swithin’s abrupt47 query48. The possibility of that young astronomer becoming a renowned49 scientist by her aid was a thought which gave her secret pleasure. The course of rendering50 him instant material help began to have a great fascination51 for her; it was a new and unexpected channel for her cribbed and confined emotions. With experiences so much wider than his, Lady Constantine saw that the chances were perhaps a million to one against Swithin St. Cleeve ever being Astronomer Royal, or Astronomer Extraordinary of any sort; yet the remaining chance in his favour was one of those possibilities which, to a woman of bounding intellect and venturesome fancy, are pleasanter to dwell on than likely issues that have no savour of high speculation52 in them. The equatorial question was a great one; and she had caught such a large spark from his enthusiasm that she could think of nothing so piquant53 as how to obtain the important instrument.
When Tabitha Lark54 arrived at the Great House next day, instead of finding Lady Constantine in bed, as formerly55, she discovered her in the library, poring over what astronomical56 works she had been able to unearth57 from the worm-eaten shelves. As these publications were, for a science of such rapid development, somewhat venerable, there was not much help of a practical kind to be gained from them. Nevertheless, the equatorial retained a hold upon her fancy, till she became as eager to see one on the Rings-Hill column as Swithin himself.
The upshot of it was that Lady Constantine sent a messenger that evening to Welland Bottom, where the homestead of Swithin’s grandmother was situated58, requesting the young man’s presence at the house at twelve o’clock next day.
He hurriedly returned an obedient reply, and the promise was enough to lend great freshness to her manner next morning, instead of the leaden air which was too frequent with her before the sun reached the meridian59, and sometimes after. Swithin had, in fact, arisen as an attractive little intervention60 between herself and despair.
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