Thomas had settled down in his father’s place: head of the bank, head of all things, as Sir George had been; Mr. Godolphin, of Ashlydyat. Mr. George was head of himself alone. No one of very particular note was he: but I can tell you that a great many more anxious palpitations were cast to him from gentle bosoms11, than were given to unapproachable Thomas. It seemed to be pretty generally conceded that Thomas Godolphin was wedded12 to the grave of Ethel. Perhaps his establishing his sisters at Ashlydyat, as their home, helped to further the opinion, and dash all hopes; but, very possible hopes from many quarters were wafted13 secretly to George. He would be no mean prize: with his good looks, his excellent position, and his presumptive heirdom to Ashlydyat.
April, I say, had come in. A sunny April. And these several changes had taken place, and the respective parties were settled in their new homes. It went forth14 to the world that the Verralls intended to give a brilliant fête, a sort of house-warming, as they styled it; and invitations were circulated far and wide. Amongst those favoured with one, were Mr. and the Miss Godolphins.
Janet was indignant. She could scarcely bring herself to decline it civilly. Cecil, who was not less fond of fêtes, and other gay inventions for killing15 time, than are pretty girls in general, would have given her head to go. It appeared that Mrs. Hastings also declined the invitation: and George Godolphin—who had no intention of declining it on his own score—resolved to know the reason why.
Though not a frequent visitor at the Rectory: for he could not go there much, in the teeth of discouragement so evident as had latterly been shown to him by Mr. Hastings, and depended mostly upon chance meetings in the street for keeping in exercise his love-vows to Maria: George resolved to go boldly down that evening.
Down he accordingly went. And was shown into an empty room. The Rector and Mrs. Hastings were out, the servant said, and the young ladies were in the study with the boys. She would tell them.
Maria came to him. There was no mistaking her start of surprise when she saw him, or the rush of emotion which overspread her face.
“Who did you think it was?” asked George.
“I thought it was your brother. She said ‘Mr. Godolphin.’ Grace will be down in an instant.”
“Will she?” returned George. “You had better go and tell her it’s Mr. George, and not Mr. Godolphin, and then she won’t hurry herself. I am not a favourite with Miss Grace, I fancy.”
Maria coloured. She had no excuse to offer for the fact, and she[115] could not say that it was untrue. George stood with his elbow on the mantel-piece, looking down at her.
“Maria, I hear that Mrs. Hastings has declined to go to the Folly on Thursday. What’s that for?”
“I don’t know,” replied Maria. “We do not go very much amidst those unusually grand scenes,” she added, laughing. “Mamma says she always feels as much out of place in them as a fish does out of water. And I think, if papa had his own wish, we should never go within a mile of anything of the sort. He likes quiet social visiting, but not such entertainments as the Verralls give. He and mamma were consulting for a few minutes over the invitation, and then she directed Grace to write and decline it.”
“It is an awful shame!” responded George. “I thought I should have had you with me for a few hours that day, at any rate, Maria.”
Maria lifted her eyes. “It had nothing to do with me, George. I was not invited.”
“Not invited!” repeated George Godolphin.
“Only Grace. ‘Mrs. and Miss Hastings.’”
“What was that for?” he exclaimed. “Why were you left out?”
“I do not know,” replied Maria, bending her eyelids16 and speaking with involuntary hesitation17. In her heart of hearts, Maria believed that she did know: but the last person she would have hinted it to, was George Godolphin. “Perhaps,” she added, “it may have been an omission18, an oversight19? Or, they may have so many to invite that they can only dispense20 their cards charily21.”
“Moonshine!” cried George. “I shall take upon myself to ask Mrs. Verrall why you were left out.”
“Oh, George! pray don’t,” she uttered, feeling an invincible22 repugnance23 to have her name brought up in any such way. “Why should you? Had the invitation been sent to me, I should not have gone.”
“It is a slight,” he persisted. “A little later, and let any dare to show slight to you. They shall be taught better. A slight to you will be a slight to me.”
Maria looked at him timidly, and he bent24 his head with a fond smile. “I shall want somebody to keep house for me at the bank, you know, Maria.”
She coloured even to tears. Mr. George was proceeding25 to erase26 them after his own gallant27 fashion, when he was summarily brought-to by the entrance of Grace Hastings.
There was certainly no love lost between them. Grace did not like George, George did not like Grace. She took her seat demurely28 in her mother’s chair of state, with every apparent intention of sitting out his visit. So George cut it short.
“What did he come for?” Grace asked of Maria, when the servant had showed him out.
“He came to call.”
“You appeared to be in very close conversation when I came into the room,” pursued Grace, searching Maria with her keen eyes. “May I ask its purport29?”
“Its purport was nothing wrong,” said Maria, her cheeks deepening[116] under the inspection30. “You question me, Grace, as if I were a child, and you possessed31 a right over me.”
“Well,” said Grace equably. “What was he talking of?”
Yielding, timid, sensitive Maria was one of the last to resist this sort of importunity32. “We had been talking of the Verralls not including me in the invitation. George said it was a slight.”
“As of course it was,” assented33 Grace. “And, for that fact alone, I am glad mamma sent them a refusal. It was Charlotte Pain’s doings. She does not care that you should be brought too much into contact with George Godolphin, lest her chance should be perilled34. Now, Maria, don’t pretend to look at me in that incredulous manner! You know as well as I do that George has a stupid liking35 for you; or, at least, acts as though he had. And that naturally is not pleasant to Charlotte Pain.”
Maria knew well that Grace had divined the true cause for the slight. She stood for a few minutes looking silent and humble36: an intimation, even from Grace, that George “liked her,” jarred upon her refined sensitiveness, when openly alluded37 to. But that feeling was almost lost in the dull pain which the hint touching38 Charlotte had called up.
“Charlotte Pain is nothing to George Godolphin,” she resentfully said.
“Charlotte Pain is,” responded Grace. “And if your eyes are not yet opened to it, they ought to be. She is to be his wife.”
“Oh no, she is not,” hastily said Maria.
“Maria, I tell you that she is. I know it.”
Now Grace Hastings rarely made an assertion unless she had good grounds for it. Maria knew that. And the dull pain at her heart grew and grew, until it was beating with a sharp agony. She appeared impassive enough, looking down at her thin gold chain, which her fingers were unconsciously wreathing into knots. “You cannot know it, Grace.”
“I tell you I do. Mind you, I don’t say that they will inevitably39 be married; only, that they contemplate40 being so at present. Charlotte does well not to make too sure of him! George Godolphin may see half a dozen yet whom he will prefer to Charlotte Pain, in his roving, butterfly nature.”
Was Grace right? Not ten minutes before, Maria had listened to words from his lips which most surely intimated that it was herself George had chosen. Who was Charlotte?—who was Charlotte Pain, that she should thus thrust herself between them?
April, as we learn by its reputation, and by our own experience, mocks us with its weather: and not a few envious41 criticisers had prophesied42 showers, if not snow, for the fête at Lady Godolphin’s Folly. The unusually lovely weather which had marked the month, so far as it had gone, had put it into Mrs. Verrall’s head to give an outdoor entertainment. Mr. Verrall had himself suggested that the weather might change; that there was no dependence43, at this season of the year, to be placed on it. But she would not give up her project. If the worst came to the worst at the last moment, she said, they must do the best they could with the people indoors.
But, for once, the weather was not fickle44. The day rose warm, calm,[117] beautifully bright, and by three o’clock in the afternoon most of the gay revellers had gathered at the Folly.
The grounds were dotted with them. These grounds, by the way, were chiefly the grounds of Ashlydyat; those belonging to the Folly being exceedingly limited in extent. Janet Godolphin drew down the blinds of Ashlydyat, that the eyesore might be shut out: but Cecil stole away to her room, and made herself a peep-hole—as the young Hastingses had done at Ethel Grame’s funeral—and looked out with covetous45 eyes. Janet had said something to Thomas about sending a hint to the Folly that the domains46 of Ashlydyat would not be open to the guests: but Thomas, with his quiet good sense, had negatived it.
Graceless George arrived as large as life, one of the first. He was making himself conspicuous47 among the many-coloured groups—or, perhaps it was, that they made him so, by gathering48 round him—when two figures in mourning came gliding49 up to him, one of whom spoke50.
“How do you do, Mr. George Godolphin?”
George turned. And—careless and thoughtless as he was, graceless as he was reported to be—a shock of surprise, not unmixed with indignation, swept over his feelings: for those standing51 before him were Lady Sarah and Miss Grame.
She—Sarah Anne—looked like a shadow still; peevish52, white, discontented. What brought them there? Was it thus that they showed their regret for the dead Ethel?—Was it seemly that Sarah Anne should appear at a fête of gaiety in her weak, sickly state; not yet recovered from the effects of the fever; not yet out of the first deep mourning worn for Ethel?
“How do you do, Lady Sarah?” very gravely responded George Godolphin.
Lady Sarah may have discerned somewhat of his feeling from the expression of his face. Not that he intentionally53 suffered it to rise in reproof54 of her: George Godolphin did not set himself up in judgment55 against his fellows. He, indeed! Lady Sarah drew him aside with her, after he had shaken hands with Sarah Anne.
“I am sure it must look strange to you to see us here, Mr. George. But, poor child, she continues so weak and poorly, that I scarcely know what to do with her. She set her heart upon coming to this fête. Since Mrs. Verrall’s card arrived, she has talked of nothing else, and I thought it would not do to cross her. Is Mr. Godolphin here?”
“Oh no,” replied George, with more haste than he need have spoken.
“I thought he would not be. I remarked so to Sarah Anne, when she expressed a hope of seeing him: indeed, I think it was that hope which chiefly urged her to come. What have we done to him, Mr. George? He scarcely ever comes near the house.”
“I don’t know anything about it,” returned George. “I can see that my brother still feels his loss deeply. It may be, Lady Sarah, that visits to your house remind him too forcibly of Ethel.”
Lady Sarah lowered her voice to a confidential56 whisper: “Will he ever marry, think you?”
“At present I should be inclined to say he never would,” answered George, wondering what in the world it could matter to Lady Sarah, and thinking she showed little sorrow or consideration for the memory[118] of Ethel. “But time works surprising changes,” he added: “and time may marry Mr. Godolphin.”
Lady Sarah paused. “How do you think she looks—my poor child?”
“Miserable,” all but rose to the tip of George’s tongue. “She does not look well,” he said aloud.
“And she does so regret her dear sister; she’s grieving after her always,” said Lady Sarah, putting her handkerchief to her eyes.
“I don’t believe it,” thought George to himself.
“How do you like your new residence?” she resumed, passing with little ceremony to another topic.
“I like it very well. All places are pretty much alike to a bachelor, Lady Sarah.”
“Ah, so they are. You won’t remain a bachelor very long,” continued Lady Sarah, with a smile of archness.
“Not so very long, I dare say,” frankly57 acknowledged Mr. George. “It is possible I may put my head in the noose58 some time in the next ten years.”
She would have detained him further, but George did not care to be detained. He went after more attractive companionship.
Chance, or premeditation, led him to Charlotte Pain. Charlotte had all her attractions about her that day. Her bright green silk dress—green was a favourite colour of hers—with its white lace mantle59, was frequently to be seen by George Godolphin’s side. Once they strayed to the borders of the stream, in a remote part of the grounds. Several were gathered here. A row on the water had been proposed, and a boat stood ready. A small boat, holding very few; but, of those few, George and Charlotte made two.
Could George Godolphin have foreseen what that simple little excursion in the boat was to do for him, he had never entered it. How is it, that no shadow of warning comes over us at these times? How many a day’s pleasure, begun as a jubilee60, how many a voyage, entered upon in hope, ends but in death! Not a fortnight since; since now, the very hour at which I am writing; a fine young lad, fresh from his studies, was going out to one of our colonies, full of youth, of hope, of prospects61. Two ships were available for the passage, one as eligible62 as the other: which should he choose? It seemed not to matter which of them, and the choice was made. Could no warning rise up to his aid, ever so indefinite, and point away from the chosen one and say it must be shunned63? The vessel64 sailed. And she went down—within sight of land—not three days out; and every soul on board, except one, perished. “If we had only chosen the other ship for him!” wail65 that lad’s mourning friends. Ay! if we could only lift the veil, what mistakes might be avoided!
George Godolphin, strong and active, took the oars66. And when they had rowed about to their heart’s content, and George was in a white heat with exertion67, they bethought themselves that they would land for a while on what was called the mock island: a mossy spot, green and tempting68 to the eye. In stepping ashore69, Charlotte Pain tripped, lost her balance, and would have been in the water but for George. He saved her, but he could not save her parasol: a dainty[119] parasol, for which Miss Charlotte had given three guineas only the previous day. She naturally shrieked70 when it fell into the water: and George Godolphin, in recovering it, nearly lost his balance, and went in after the parasol. Nearly; not quite: he got himself pretty wet, but he made light of it, and sat himself down on the grassy71 island with the rest.
They were all young. Old people seldom care to venture into these shallow skiffs: but, had any of mature age been there, experienced in chills and rheumatism72, they would certainly have ordered George Godolphin home at his utmost speed, for a change of clothes, and perhaps a glass of brandy.
Charlotte Pain was shaking the wet from her parasol, when some one noticed the dripping state of George’s coat. “It wants shaking also,” said they. “Do pray take it off, Mr. George Godolphin!”
George took it off, shook, it well, and laid it out in the sun to dry. And down he sat again, in his shirt-sleeves, passing some jokes upon his state of costume, and requesting to know what apology he must make for it.
By-and-by he began to feel rather chilled: in fact, he grew so cold that he put on his coat again, damp as it was. It might have occurred to him that the intense perspiration73 he had been in had struck inwardly, but it did not. In the evening he was dancing away with the best of them, apparently74 having escaped all ill effects from the wetting, and thinking no further of it.
Eh, but the young are heedless! as Janet would have said.
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