“I hope you didn’t catch cold in the rain the other night,” he remarked—grimly, as he thought.
“I should have thought it would have been you who were more likely to catch cold,” Hilda replied, in her curt3 manner. She looked in front of her. The words seem to him to carry a double meaning. Suddenly she moved her head, glanced full at him for an instant, and glanced behind her. “Where are they?” she inquired.
“The others? Aren’t they in front? They must be some where about.”
Unless she also had marked their deviation4 into the Cock Yard, why had she glanced behind her in asking where they were? She knew as well as he that they had started in front. He could only deduce that she had been as willing as himself to lose Mr Orgreave and Janet. Just then an acquaintance raised his hat to Edwin in acknowledgement of the lady’s presence, and he responded with pride. Whatever his private attitude to Hilda, he was undeniably proud to be seen in the streets with a disdainful, aloof5 girl unknown to the town. It was an experience entirely6 new to him, and it flattered him. He desired to look long at her face, to examine her expression, to make up his mind about her; but he could not, because they were walking side by side. The sole manifestation7 of her that he could judge was her voice. It was a remarkable8 voice, rather deep, with a sort of chiselled9 intonation10. The cadences11 of it fell on the ear softly and yet ruthlessly, and when she had finished speaking you became aware of silence, as after a solemn utterance12 of destiny. What she happened to have been saying seemed to be immaterial to the effect, which was physical, vibratory.
Two.
At the border of Saint Luke’s Square, junction13 of eight streets, true centre of the town’s traffic, and the sole rectangular open space enclosed completely by shops, they found a line of constables14 which yielded only to processions and to the bearers of special rosettes. ‘The Square,’ as it was called by those who inhabited it, had been chosen for the historic scene of the day because of its pre-eminent claim and suitability; the least of its advantages—its slope, from the top of which it could be easily dominated by a speaker on a platform—would alone have secured for it the honours of the Centenary.
As the police cordon15 closed on the procession from the Old Church, definitely dividing the spectators from the spectacle, it grew clear that the spectators were in the main a shabby lot; persons without any social standing16: unkempt idlers, good-for-nothings, wastrels17, clay-whitened pot-girls who had to work even on that day, and who had run out for a few moments in their flannel18 aprons19 to stare, and a few score ragamuffins, whose parents were too poor or too careless to make them superficially presentable enough to figure in a procession. Nearly the whole respectability of the town was either fussily20 marshalling processions or gazing down at them in comfort from the multitudinous open windows of the Square. The ‘leads’ over the projecting windows of Baines’s, the chief draper’s, were crowded with members of the ruling caste.
And even within the Square, it could be seen, between the towering backs of constables, that the spectacle itself was chiefly made up of indigence21 bedecked. The thousands of perspiring22 children, penned like sheep, and driven to and fro like sheep by anxious and officious rosettes, nearly all had the air of poverty decently putting the best face on itself; they were nearly all, beneath their vague sense of importance, wistful with the resigned fatalism of the young and of the governed. They knew not precisely23 why they were there; but merely that they had been commanded to be there, and that they were hot and thirsty, and that for weeks they had been learning hymns24 by heart for this occasion, and that the occasion was glorious. Many of the rosettes themselves had a poor, driven look. None of these bought suits at Shillitoe’s, nor millinery at Baines’s. None of them gave orders for printing, nor had preferences in the form of ledgers25, nor held views on Victor Hugo, nor drank wine, nor yearned26 for perfection in the art of social intercourse27. To Edwin, who was just beginning to touch the planes of worldliness and of dilettantism28 in art, to Edwin, with the mysterious and haughty29 creature at his elbow, they seemed to have no more in common with himself and her than animals had. And he wondered by virtue30 of what decree he, in the Shillitoe suit, and the grand house waiting for him up at Bleakridge, had been lifted up to splendid ease above the squalid and pitiful human welter.
Three.
Such musings were scarcely more than subconscious31 in him. He stood now a few inches behind Hilda, and, above these thoughts, and beneath the stir and strident glitter and noise of the crawling ant-heap, his mind was intensely occupied with Hilda’s ear and her nostril32. He could watch her now at leisure, for the changeful interest of the scene made conversation unnecessary and even inept33. What a lobe34! What a nostril! Every curve of her features seemed to express a fine arrogant35 acrimony and harsh truculence36. At any rate she was not half alive; she was alive in every particle of herself. She gave off antipathies37 as a liquid gives off vapour. Moods passed across her intent face like a wind over a field. Apparently38 she was so rapt as to be unaware39 that her sunshade was not screening her. Sadness prevailed among her moods.
The mild Edwin said secretly:
“By Jove! If I had you to myself, my lady, I’d soon teach you a thing or two!” He was quite sincere, too.
His glance, roving, discovered Mrs Hamps above him, ten feet over his head, at the corner of the Baines balcony. He flushed, for he perceived that she must have been waiting to catch him. She was at her most stately and most radiant, wonderful in lavender, and she poured out on him the full opulence40 of a proud recognition.
Everybody should be made aware that Mrs Hamps was greeting her adored nephew, who was with a lady friend of the Orgreaves.
“Isn’t it a beautiful sight?” she cried. Her voice sounded thin and weak against the complex din2 of the Square.
He nodded, smiling.
“Oh! I think it’s a beautiful sight!” she cried once more, ecstatic. People turned to see whom she was addressing.
But though he nodded again he did not think it was a beautiful sight. He thought it was a disconcerting sight, a sight vexatious and troublesome. And he was in no way tranquillised by the reflection that every town in England had the same sight to show at that hour.
And moreover, anticipating their next interview, he could, in fancy, plainly hear his Aunt Clara saying, with hopeless, longing42 benignancy: “Oh, Edwin, how I do wish I could have seen you in the Square, bearing your part!”
Hilda seemed to be oblivious43 of Mrs Hamps’s ejaculations, but immediately afterwards she straightened her back, with a gesture that Edwin knew, and staring into his eyes said, as it were resentfully—
“Well, they evidently aren’t here!”
And looked with scorn among the sightseers. It was clear that the crowd contained nobody of the rank and stamp of the Orgreaves.
“They may have gone up the Cock Yard—if you know where that is,” said Edwin.
“Well, don’t you think we’d better find them somehow?”
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