"Then you mean to go?" Haim asked accusingly.
Marguerite answered in a calm, good-humoured, sweet tone:
"Of course, if you mean to marry Mrs. Lobley."
"Marry Mrs. Lobley! Of course I shall marry her!" Haim's voice rose. "What right have you to settle where I shall marry and where I shan't?"
"You've soon arranged it!"
"You've no right—It'll be an open scandal."
Then a silence. George now thought impatiently that a great fuss was being made about a trifle, and that a matter much more important deserved attention. His ear caught a violent movement. The old man came out of the parlour, and, instead of taking his hat and rushing off to find the enchantress, he walked slowly and heavily upstairs, preceded by his immense shadow thrown from the hall-lamp. He dis appeared round the corner of the stairs. George, under the influence of the apparition3, was forced to modify his view that all the fuss was over a trifle. He tiptoed into the parlour. Marguerite was standing4 at the table. As soon as George came in she began to gather the tea-things together on the tray.
"I say !" whispered George.
"I shall get him a nice breakfast to-morrow," she said, also in a whisper. "And as soon as he's gone to the office I shall pack. It won't take me long, really."
"But won't Mrs. Lobley be here?"
"What if she is? I've nothing against Mrs. Lobley. Nor, as far as that goes, against poor father either—you see what I mean."
"He told me you'd had a terrible scene. That's what he said'—a terrible scene."
"It depends what you call a scene," she said smoothly7. "I was rather upset just at first—who wouldn't be?—but ..." She stopped, listening, with a glance at the ceiling. There was not the slightest sound overhead. "I wonder what he's doing?"
She picked up the tray.
"I'll carry that," said George.
"No! It's all right. I'm used to it. You might bring me the tablecloth8. But you won't drop the crumbs9 out of it, will you?"
He followed her with the bunched-up tablecloth down the dangerous basement steps into the kitchen. She passed straight into the little scullery, where the tray with its contents was habitually10 left for the attention of Mrs. Lobley the next morning. When she turned again, he halted her, as it were, at the entrance from the scullery with a question.
"Shall you be all right?"
"With Agg?"
"Yes."
"How do you mean—'all right'?"
"Well, for money, and so on."
"Oh yes!" She spoke lightly and surely, with a faint confident smile.
"I was thinking as they'd cut down your prices——"
"I shall have heaps. Agg and I—why, we can live splendidly for next to nothing. You'll see."
He was rebuffed. He felt jealous of both Agg and Prince, but especially of Prince. It still seemed outrageous11 to him that Prince should have been taken into her confidence. Prince had known of the affair before himself. He was more than jealous; he had a greater grievance12. Marguerite appeared to have forgotten all about love, all about the mighty13 event of their betrothal14. She appeared to have put it away, as casually15 as she had put away the tray. Yet ought not the event to count supreme16 over everything else—over no matter what? He was desolate17 and unhappy.
"Did you tell Agg?" he asked.
"What about?"
"Our being engaged—and so on."
She started towards him.
"Dearest!" she protested, not in the least irritated or querulous, but kindly18, affectionately. "Without asking you first? Didn't we agree we wouldn't say anything to anybody? But we shall have to think about telling Agg."
He met her and suddenly seized her. They kissed, and she shut her eyes. He was ecstatically happy.
"Oh!" she murmured in his embrace. "I'm so glad I've got you."
And she opened her eyes and tears fell from them. She cried quietly, without excitement and without shame. She cried with absolute naturalness. Her tears filled him with profound delight. And in the exquisite19 subterranean20 intimacy21 of the kitchen, he saw with his eyes and felt with his arms how beautiful she was. Her face, seen close, was incredibly soft and touching22. Her nose was the most wonderful nose ever witnessed. He gloated upon her perfection. For, literally23, to him she was perfect. With what dignity and with what a sense of justice she had behaved, in the studio, in the parlour, and here. He was gloriously reassured24 as he realized how in their joint25 future he would be able to rely upon her fairness, her conscientiousness26, her mere27 pleasantness which nothing could disturb. Throughout the ordeal28 of the evening she had not once been ruffled29. She had not said an unkind word, nor given an unkind gesture, nor exhibited the least trace of resentment30. Then, she had taste, and she was talented. But perhaps the greatest quality of all was her adorable beauty and charm. And yet no! The final attraction was that she trusted him, depended on him, cried in his embrace.... He loosed her with reluctance31, and she deliciously wiped her eyes on his handkerchief, and he took her again.
"I suppose I must leave here too, now," he said.
"Oh, George!" she exclaimed. "You mustn't! Why should you? I don't want you to."
"Don't you? Why?"
"Oh! I don't! Truly. You'll be just as well looked after as if I was here. I do hope you'll stay."
That settled it. And Manresa Road was not far off.
She sat on the table and leaned against him a long time. Then she said she must go upstairs to her room—she had so much to do. He could not forbid, because she was irresistible32. She extinguished the kitchen-lamp, and, side by side, they groped up the stairs to the first floor. The cat nonchalantly passed them in the hall.
"Put the lights out here, will you, when you go to bed?" she whispered. He felt flattered.
She offered her face.... The lovely thing slipped away upstairs with unimaginable, ravishing grace. She vanished. There was silence. After a moment George could hear the clock ticking in the kitchen below. He stood motionless, amid the dizzying memories of her glance, her gestures, the softness of her body. What had happened to him was past belief. He completely forgot the existence of the old man in love.
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