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âWho told you this?â said she.
âNo one: I am not incapable of seeing for myself.â
âAh, you are suspicious!â cried she, smiling, with a gleam of hope. Hitherto there had been a kind of desperation in her hardihood; now she was evidently relieved.
âIf I were suspicious,â I replied, âI should have discovered your infamy long before. No, Lady Lowborough, I do not found my charge upon suspicion.â
âOn what do you found it, then?â said she, throwing herself into an armchair, and stretching out her feet to the fender, with an obvious effort to appear composed.
âI enjoy a moonlight ramble as well as you,â I answered, steadily fixing my eyes upon her; âand the shrubbery happens to be one of my favourite resorts.â
She coloured again excessively, and remained silent, pressing her finger against her teeth, and gazing into the fire. I watched her a few moments with a feeling of malevolent gratification; then, moving towards the door, I calmly asked if she had anything more to say.
âYes, yes!â cried she eagerly, starting up from her reclining posture. âI want to know if you will tell Lord Lowborough?â
âSuppose I do?â
âWell, if you are disposed to publish the matter, I cannot dissuade you, of courseâ âbut there will be terrible work if you doâ âand if you donât, I shall think you the most generous of mortal beingsâ âand if there is anything in the world I can do for youâ âanything short ofâ ââ she hesitated.
âShort of renouncing your guilty connection with my husband, I suppose you mean?â said I.
She paused, in evident disconcertion and perplexity, mingled with anger she dared not show.
âI cannot renounce what is dearer than life,â she muttered, in a low, hurried tone. Then, suddenly raising her head and fixing her gleaming eyes upon me, she continued earnestly: âBut, Helenâ âor Mrs. Huntingdon, or whatever you would have me call youâ âwill you tell him? If you are generous, here is a fitting opportunity for the exercise of your magnanimity: if you are proud, here am Iâ âyour rivalâ âready to acknowledge myself your debtor for an act of the most noble forbearance.â
âI shall not tell him.â
âYou will not!â cried she, delightedly. âAccept my sincere thanks, then!â
She sprang up, and offered me her hand. I drew back.
âGive me no thanks; it is not for your sake that I refrain. Neither is it an act of any forbearance: I have no wish to publish your shame. I should be sorry to distress your husband with the knowledge of it.â
âAnd Milicent? will you tell her?â
âNo: on the contrary, I shall do my utmost to conceal it from her. I would not for much that she should know the infamy and disgrace of her relation!â
âYou use hard words, Mrs. Huntingdon, but I can pardon you.â
âAnd now, Lady Lowborough,â continued I, âlet me counsel you to leave this house as soon as possible. You must be aware that your continuance here is excessively disagreeable to meâ ânot for Mr. Huntingdonâs sake,â said I, observing the dawn of a malicious smile of triumph on her faceâ ââyou are welcome to him, if you like him, as far as I am concernedâ âbut because it is painful to be always disguising my true sentiments respecting you, and straining to keep up an appearance of civility and respect towards one for whom I have not the most distant shadow of esteem; and because, if you stay, your conduct cannot possibly remain concealed much longer from the only two persons in the house who do not know it already. And, for your husbandâs sake, Annabella, and even for your own, I wishâ âI earnestly advise and entreat you to break off this unlawful connection at once, and return to your duty while you may, before the dreadful consequencesâ ââ
âYes, yes, of course,â said she, interrupting me with a gesture of impatience. âBut I cannot go, Helen, before the time appointed for our departure. What possible pretext could I frame for such a thing? Whether I proposed going back aloneâ âwhich Lowborough would not hear ofâ âor taking him with me, the very circumstance itself would be certain to excite suspicionâ âand when our visit is so nearly at an end tooâ âlittle more than a weekâ âsurely you can endure my presence so long! I will not annoy you with any more of my friendly impertinences.â
âWell, I have nothing more to say to you.â
âHave you mentioned this affair to Huntingdon?â asked she, as I was leaving the room.
âHow dare you mention his name to me!â was the only answer I gave.
No words have passed between us since, but such as outward decency or pure necessity demanded.
XXXVNineteenth.â âIn proportion as Lady Lowborough finds she has nothing to fear from me, and as the time of departure draws nigh, the more audacious and insolent she becomes. She does not scruple to speak to my husband with affectionate familiarity in my presence, when no one else is by, and is particularly fond of displaying her interest in his health and welfare, or in anything that concerns him, as if for the purpose of contrasting her kind solicitude with my cold indifference. And he rewards her by such smiles and glances, such whispered words, or boldly-spoken insinuations, indicative of his sense of her goodness and my neglect, as make the blood rush into my face, in spite of myselfâ âfor I would be utterly regardless of it allâ âdeaf and blind to everything that passes between them, since the more I show myself sensible of their wickedness the more she triumphs in her victory, and the more he flatters himself that I love him devotedly still, in spite of my pretended indifference. On such occasions I have sometimes been startled by a subtle, fiendish suggestion inciting me to show him the contrary by a seeming encouragement of Hargraveâs advances; but such ideas are banished in a moment with horror and self-abasement; and then I hate him tenfold more than ever for having brought me to this!â âGod pardon me for it and all my sinful
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