Complete Project Gutenberg Works of George Meredith eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 10,116 pages of information about Complete Project Gutenberg Works of George Meredith.

Complete Project Gutenberg Works of George Meredith eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 10,116 pages of information about Complete Project Gutenberg Works of George Meredith.

‘You have seen Nesta?’ she said.

’Not for two days.  You have not heard?  The Miss Duvidneys have gone to Brighton.’

‘They are rather in advance of the Season.’

She thanked him for meeting her.  He was grateful for the summons.

Informing the mother of his betrothed, that he had ridden over from Cronidge, he speculated on the place to select for her luncheon, and he spoke of his horse being led up and down outside the station.  Nataly inquired for the hour of the next train to London.  He called to one of the porters, obtained and imparted the time; evidently now, as shown by an unevenness of his lifted brows, expecting news of some little weight.

‘Your husband is quite well?’ he said, in affection for the name of husband.

‘Mr. Radnor is well; I have to speak to you; I have more than time.’

‘You will lunch at the inn?’

‘I shall not eat.  We will walk.’

They crossed the road and passed under trees.

’My mother was to have called on the Miss Duvidneys.  They left hurriedly; I think it was unanticipated by Nesta.  I venture . . . you pardon the liberty . . . she allows me to entertain hopes.  Mr. Radnor, I am hardly too bold in thinking . . .  I trust, in appealing to you . . . at least I can promise!

’Mr. Sowerby, you have done my daughter the honour to ask her hand in marriage.’

He said:  ‘I have,’ and had much to say besides, but deferred:  a blow was visible.  The father had been more encouraging to him than the mother.

’You have not known of any circumstance that might cause hesitation in asking?’

‘Miss Radnor?’

‘My daughter:—­you have to think of your family.’

’Indeed, Mrs. Radnor, I was coming to London tomorrow, with the consent of my family.’

‘You address me as Mrs. Radnor.  I have not the legal right to the name.’

‘Not legal!’ said he, with a catch at the word.

He spun round in her sight, though his demeanour was manfully rigid.

‘Have I understood, madam . . . ?’

’You would not request me to repeat it.  Is that your horse the man is leading?’

‘My horse:  it must be my horse.’

’Mount and ride back.  Leave me:  I shall not eat.  Reflect, by yourself.  You are in a position of one who is not allowed to decide by his feelings.  Mr. Radnor you know where to find.’

‘But surely, some food?  I cannot have misapprehended?’

‘I cannot eat.  I think you have understood me clearly.’

‘You wish me to go?’

‘I beg.’

‘It pains me, dear madam.’

‘It relieves me, if you will.  Here is your horse.’

She gave her hand.  He touched it and bent.  He looked at her.  A surge of impossible questions rolled to his mouth and rolled back, with the thought of an incredible thing, that her manner, more than her words, held him from doubting.

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