Tales of the Five Towns eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 193 pages of information about Tales of the Five Towns.

She returned to the bedroom.  The man on the bed was Edward Norris once more, in control of himself, risen out of his humiliation.  A feeling of thankfulness overwhelmed her for a moment, and she sat down.

‘Well, May?’ he murmured.

‘Well, dear.’

They both realized that what they had been through was a common, daily street accident.  The smile of each was self-conscious, apprehensive, insincere.

‘Quite a concert going on next door,’ he said with an affectation of lightness.

It was the Hungarian Rhapsody, impetuous and brilliant as ever.  How she hated it now—­this symbol of the hurried, unheeding, relentless, hollow gaiety of the world!  Yet she longed for the magic fingers of the player, that she, too, might smother grief in such glittering veils!


The marriage which had begun so dramatically fell into placid routine.  Edward fulfilled the prophecy of the doctor.  In a week they were able to go to Bournemouth for a few days, and in less than a fortnight he was at the office—­the strong man again, confident and ambitious.

After days devoted to finance, he came home in the evenings high-spirited and determined to enjoy himself.  His voice was firm and his eye steady when he spoke to his wife; there was no trace of self-consciousness in his demeanour.  She admired the masculinity of the brain that could forget by an effort of will.  She felt that he trusted her to forget also; that he relied on her common-sense, her characteristic sagacity, to extinguish for ever the memory of an awkward incident.  He loved her.  He was intensely proud of her.  He treated her with every sort of generosity.  And in return he expected her to behave like a man.

She loved him.  She esteemed him as a wife should.  She made a profession of wifehood.  He gave his days to finance and his nights to diversion; but her vocation was always with her—­she was never off duty.  She aimed to please him to the uttermost in everything, to be in all respects the ideal helpmate of a husband who was at once strenuous, fastidious, and wealthy.  Elegance and suavity were a religion with her.  She was the delight of the eye and of the ear, the soother of groans, the refuge of distress, the uplifter of the heart.

She made new acquaintances for him, and cemented old friendships.  Her manner towards his old friends enchanted him; but when they were gone she had a way of making him feel that she was only his.  She thought that she was succeeding in her aim.  She thought that all these sweet, endless labours—­of traffic with dressmakers, milliners, coiffeurs, maids, cooks, and furnishers; of paying and receiving calls; of delicious surprise journeys to the City to bring home the breadwinner; of giving and accepting dinners; of sitting alert and appreciative in theatres and music-halls; of supping in golden restaurants; of being serious, cautionary, submissive, and seductive; of smiles, laughter, and kisses; and of continuous sympathetic responsiveness—­she thought that all these labours had attained their object:  Edward’s complete serenity and satisfaction.  She imagined that love and duty had combined successfully to deceive him on one solitary point.  She was sure that he was deceived.  But she was wrong.

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