Upon their last meeting, his behaviour to the Bishop3 having roused in her gentle bosom4 a feeling as nearly akin5 to resentment6 as it was capable of harbouring, she would not be (she had resolved) the one to seek him first. She had, therefore, passed the day in her own apartment in writing to her mother, and in practising her last song to the harp—a piece of audacity7 and independence which she expected would have goaded8 Sir Jasper into an instant interview with herself.
When the dusk rose, however, and the candles were brought in by the round-eyed handmaid, whose ministrations replaced those of Megrim (the latter was still packing, and seemed like to take some weeks in the process), and the said round-eyed damsel immediately began to inform her mistress that Sir Jasper had set forth9 in his coach, Lady Standish's small flame of courage began to flicker10 woefully.
"Alone?" she asked in white dismay.
"Please, my lady, Mr. Bowles was driving, and there was Mr. Thomas behind, my lady."
"Pshaw, girl! Did Sir Jasper take any luggage?"
"Oh yes, my lady; there was his yellow bag, Mr. Toombs says, and a small wooden case."
"Heavens!" cried Lady Standish, with increasing alarm. "And whither went they?"
"Please, my lady, Mr. Toombs says they took the London Road."
Fain would the round-eyed maid have lingered and told more, but Lady Standish waved her hand faintly, and so dismissed her.
An hour later, Lydia, brisk with importance, and sparkling with conscious power, found the much-tried soul sunk in a sort of apathetic11 weariness of misery12.
"Mistress Bellairs' love, my lady, and will you read this letter at once?"
Lady Standish took the letter from the black-mittened hand.
"Please my lady, 'tis of the utmost importance," said Lydia, "and I was to wait and see if I could not be of use to you."
Something magnetic in the girl's lively tone gave impetus13 to Lady Standish's suspended energies. She broke the seal.
"My sweet child," wrote Mistress Kitty. "If you want to know what has become of your husband, you will instantly take a chaise and start off for the Black Bear at Devizes.
"Your true friend,
"K. B.
"Postscriptum.—Do not go alone. Get some old hag (if possible Lady Maria Prideaux) to accompany you. You will find her in the Assembly Rooms. She's as curious as our first mother—you can easily persuade her. This is good advice!"
"I am much too ill," cried Lady Standish, upon a moan. "Tell your mistress," said she, looking vaguely14 in Lydia's direction, "that indeed 'tis quite impossible I should do as she suggests."
"Very well, my lady," said Lydia cheerfully. "I'm sure I shouldn't trouble myself if I was you. Gentlemen must have their diversions, I always say. If ladies would but shut their eyes a little more, 'twould be for the peace of all parties. Indeed, my lady, though my mistress would be angry to hear me say so, I'd go to bed, for you look sorely tired, and Sir Jasper'll be glad enough to come home bye-and-bye."
"Wretched girl," cried Julia, and her eyes flashed, "what dost thou mean?"
"La, now!" said Lydia, all innocence15, "how my tongue do run away with me, to be sure! Why, my lady, what can a poor servant-maid like me know of the goings on of gentles? 'Tis but a few words of gossip here and there."
"Oh, merciful heavens, what gossip mean you?"
"My lady, have a sip16 of volatile17, do! Oh, my mistress would be like to kill me if she knew what I've been saying! 'Poor Julia,' she cried when she got the news. 'Poor Julia, my poor confiding18 Julia! Oh, the villain19, the monster!'"
"Good God, and whom did she refer to?"
"Lud, madam, how can I tell? 'It shall not be!' cries my mistress, and down she sits and writes off to you, as if for bare life."
Lady Standish, rising from her seat, rushed to the light, and with starting eyes and bristling20 hair began to read afresh her fond Kitty's missive.
"La, my lady," cried the guileless Lydia, "you're all of a shake! I'd never be that upset about Sir Jasper. Why, if your la'ship'll allow me to say so, all Bath knows how jealous he is of your la'ship; and, certain that shows a husband's affection."
"True," cried Julia, "that's true, girl!"
"And as for those who say, my lady, that some men are so artful that they put on a deal of jealousy21 to cover a deal of fickleness22, I'd despise myself if I was to pay heed23 to such mean suspiciousness."
"My cloak!" cried Lady Standish. "Megrim, Susan!" She flew to the hall. "My cloak, let a post-chaise be ordered immediately!"
"If I may make so bold, my lady," said Lydia, retiring gracefully24 upon the conviction of a well-accomplished errand, "don't forget to take Lady Maria with you, if you can. The gentlemen have such a way of turning tables on us poor women—at least," said the damsel demurely25, "so I've heard said. And 'tis a long lonely road, my lady!"
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