But at length he was in the street, and had found
his way across Piccadilly into the Green Park.
Then, as soon as he could find a spot apart from the
Sunday world, he threw himself upon the turf; and
tried to fix his thoughts upon the thing that he had
done. His first feeling, I think, was one of
pure and unmixed disappointment;—of disappointment
so bitter, that even the vision of his own Mary did
not tend to comfort him. How great might have
been his success, and how terrible was his failure!
Had he taken the woman’s hand and her money,
had he clenched his grasp on the great prize offered
to him, his misery would have been ten times worse
the first moment that he would have been away from
her. Then, indeed,—it being so that
he was a man with a heart within his breast,—there
would have been no comfort for him, in his outlooks
on any side. But even now, when he had done right,—knowing
well that he had done right,—he found that
comfort did not come readily within his reach.
CHAPTER LXXIII
Amantium Irae
Miss Effingham’s life at this time was not the
happiest in the world. Her lines, as she once
said to her friend Lady Laura, were not laid for her
in pleasant places. Her residence was still with
her aunt, and she had come to find that it was almost
impossible any longer to endure Lady Baldock, and
quite impossible to escape from Lady Baldock.
In former days she had had a dream that she might
escape, and live alone if she chose to be alone; that
she might be independent in her life, as a man is
independent, if she chose to live after that fashion;
that she might take her own fortune in her own hand,
as the law certainly allowed her to do, and act with
it as she might please. But latterly she had
learned to understand that all this was not possible
for her. Though one law allowed it, another law
disallowed it, and the latter law was at least as powerful
as the former. And then her present misery was
enhanced by the fact that she was now banished from
the second home which she had formerly possessed.
Hitherto she had always been able to escape from Lady
Baldock to the house of her friend, but now such escape
was out of the question. Lady Laura and Lord
Chiltern lived in the same house, and Violet could
not live with them.
Lady Baldock understood all this, and tortured her
niece accordingly. It was not premeditated torture.
The aunt did not mean to make her niece’s life
a burden to her, and, so intending, systematically
work upon a principle to that effect. Lady Baldock,
no doubt, desired to do her duty conscientiously.
But the result was torture to poor Violet, and a strong
conviction on the mind of each of the two ladies that
the other was the most unreasonable being in the world.
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