Her resolve once made, its very intensity5 sustained her. She dried her eyes, and quietly prepared to go forth6 on foot. At first she thought of taking with her a portion of her wardrobe, and a few simple ornaments7 which Forster had given her; but this thought was soon abandoned. Keeping on the dress she wore, a plain robe of dark material, she drew on a dark bonnet8, and threw round her shoulders a shawl, the commonest thing of the kind she possessed9, but costly10 nevertheless. In her impulsive11 haste she forgot the bracelets12 upon her hands.
She listened till all was still. Then she stole softly downstairs.
In the hall she hesitated. Should she leave him no message; no intimation of her resolve? If she disappeared without a word of explanation there would be a scandal, a hue13 and cry. Besides, it would be so cruel. No; she could not go away without leaving a few written words.
She passed along the lobby into the little study, and sitting down in Forster’s chair tried to scribble14 some hurried lines. As she did so her tears began to fall. She was sitting thus, in deep agitation15, when a footman entered to attend to the fire, and, after standing16 amazed for a moment at the sight of his mistress, retired17 with a murmur18 of apology.
This intrusion brought her back to herself. After writing and destroying several wild effusions, she wrote the following:—
‘I am going away. Do not follow me or try to find me; by the time you receive this I shall perhaps have done with this world for ever. Try to forgive me. Indeed, indeed, I am grateful to you for all your goodness, but when you learn the truth you will see that I could not stay. Kiss your little boy for me. God bless him and you! ‘Madeline.‘
The paper was wet with tears, but she folded it up and inclosed it in an envelope, which she addressed and left upon the study table.
Then, shuddering19, she rose and left the room, drawing down her thick veil over her face. In the lobby she met the same servant who had surprised her in the study.
‘I am going out,’ she said, in reply to his amazed stare. ‘If your master returns——’
‘Beg pardon, ma’am,’ exclaimed the man, ‘but you can’t think of it. It’s pouring wet.’
‘I cannot help that. It is very important.’
Aghast at her persistence20, the man opened the front door, and she saw the gleam of the gas in the wet street and on the falling shafts21 of rain. He was about to interfere22 once more, when she slipped by him, and disappeared in the darkness.
‘And without an umbrella, too!’ he afterwards explained to his fellow-servants. ‘She’s off her head, I think. I see the tears quite plain in her eyes as she sat writing in master’s room. There’s something wrong, I’m sure; but, after all, it’s no business ot mine.’
About half-past eleven o’clock Forster and his sister returned from the theatre. On entering the house, Forster at once hurried upstairs to Madeline’s boudoir, and found it empty, as well as the adjoining bedroom. Then he hastened downstairs, thinking to find his wife there.
At the foot of the stairs he found Miss Forster, in low conversation with one of the men-servants. Without noticing their agitated23 appearance and demeanour, he inquired if Mrs. Forster was in the drawing-room.
The servant did not reply, but Margaret Forster, very pale, placed her hand upon her brother’s arm.
‘Madeline is not there,’ she said, adding, with an emotion unusual to her, while her eyes filled with tears, ‘Oh, James! my poor brother.’
Forster stood terrified.
‘Something has happened!’ he cried. ‘Madeline is ill? Where is she? For God’s sake tell me!’
Then he turned to the servant.
‘Speak, you! Are you dumb? Where is your mistress?’
The man was about to make some blundering reply, when Miss Forster interposed.
‘Madeline is not at home.’
‘Not at home!’ echoed Forster wildly.
‘Oh, James, keep calm! Perhaps she will soon come back; but she went out two hours ago on foot quite alone, and has not yet returned.’
Gone out? And at such an hour, and on such a night. The thing seemed utterly24 inconceivable, and Forster could not trust his ears. But the servant on being pressed gave so circumstantial an account of what had occurred, that doubt was no longer possible. He reserved his most important piece of information till the last.
‘And please, sir, I think she left a letter for you, sir; leastways she was writing one, and I see it lying afterwards on the study table.’
Without waiting to hear more, Forster rushed toward the study, while his sister still remained questioning the servant. A few minutes afterwards Miss Forster heard a cry and a fall, and on entering the study found Forster lying on the hearth25, insensible, with Madeline’s letter open in his hand.
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