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âAmen!â responded I; and we parted.
I returned to the drawing-room, where, doubtless, my presence would be expected by most, desired by one or two. In the anteroom was Mr. Hattersley, railing against Lord Lowboroughâs poltroonery before a select audience, viz. Mr. Huntingdon, who was lounging against the table, exulting in his own treacherous villainy, and laughing his victim to scorn, and Mr. Grimsby, standing by, quietly rubbing his hands and chuckling with fiendish satisfaction.
In the drawing-room I found Lady Lowborough, evidently in no very enviable state of mind, and struggling hard to conceal her discomposure by an overstrained affectation of unusual cheerfulness and vivacity, very uncalled-for under the circumstances, for she had herself given the company to understand that her husband had received unpleasant intelligence from home, which necessitated his immediate departure, and that he had suffered it so to bother his mind that it had brought on a bilious headache, owing to which, and the preparations he judged necessary to hasten his departure, she believed they would not have the pleasure of seeing him tonight. However, she asserted, it was only a business concern, and so she did not intend it should trouble her. She was just saying this as I entered, and she darted upon me such a glance of hardihood and defiance as at once astonished and revolted me.
âBut I am troubled,â continued she, âand vexed too, for I think it my duty to accompany his lordship, and of course I am very sorry to part with all my kind friends so unexpectedly and so soon.â
âAnd yet, Annabella,â said Esther, who was sitting beside her, âI never saw you in better spirits in my life.â
âPrecisely so, my love: because I wish to make the best of your society, since it appears this is to be the last night I am to enjoy it till heaven knows when; and I wish to leave a good impression on you all,ââ âshe glanced round, and seeing her auntâs eye fixed upon her, rather too scrutinizingly, as she probably thought, she started up and continued: âTo which end Iâll give you a songâ âshall I, aunt? shall I, Mrs. Huntingdon? shall I ladies and gentlemen all? Very well. Iâll do my best to amuse you.â
She and Lord Lowborough occupied the apartments next to mine. I know not how she passed the night, but I lay awake the greater part of it listening to his heavy step pacing monotonously up and down his dressing-room, which was nearest my chamber. Once I heard him pause and throw something out of the window with a passionate ejaculation; and in the morning, after they were gone, a keen-bladed clasp-knife was found on the grass-plot below; a razor, likewise, was snapped in two and thrust deep into the cinders of the grate, but partially corroded by the decaying embers. So strong had been the temptation to end his miserable life, so determined his resolution to resist it.
My heart bled for him as I lay listening to that ceaseless tread. Hitherto I had thought too much of myself, too little of him: now I forgot my own afflictions, and thought only of his; of the ardent affection so miserably wasted, the fond faith so cruelly betrayed, theâ âno, I will not attempt to enumerate his wrongsâ âbut I hated his wife and my husband more intensely than ever, and not for my sake, but for his.
They departed early in the morning, before anyone else was down, except myself, and just as I was leaving my room Lord Lowborough was descending to take his place in the carriage, where his lady was already ensconced; and Arthur (or Mr. Huntingdon, as I prefer calling him, for the other is my childâs name) had the gratuitous insolence to come out in his dressing-gown to bid his âfriendâ goodbye.
âWhat, going already, Lowborough!â said he. âWell, good morning.â He smilingly offered his hand.
I think the other would have knocked him down, had he not instinctively started back before that bony fist quivering with rage and clenched till the knuckles gleamed white and glistening through the skin. Looking upon him with a countenance livid with furious hate, Lord Lowborough muttered between his closed teeth a deadly execration he would not have uttered had he been calm enough to choose his words, and departed.
âI call that an unchristian spirit now,â said the villain. âBut Iâd never give up an old friend for the sake of a wife. You may have mine if you like, and I call that handsome; I can do no more than offer restitution, can I?â
But Lowborough had gained the bottom of the stairs, and was now crossing the hall; and Mr. Huntingdon, leaning over the banisters, called out, âGive my love to Annabella! and I wish you both a happy journey,â and withdrew, laughing, to his chamber.
He subsequently expressed himself rather glad she was gone. âShe was so deuced imperious and exacting,â said he. âNow I shall be my own man again, and feel rather more at my ease.â
XXXIXMy greatest source of uneasiness, in this time of trial, was my son, whom his father and his fatherâs friends delighted to encourage in all the embryo vices a little child can show, and to instruct in all the evil habits he could acquireâ âin a word, to âmake a man of himâ was one of their staple amusements; and I need say no more to justify my alarm on his account, and my determination to deliver him at any hazard from the hands of such instructors. I first attempted to keep him always with me, or in the nursery, and gave Rachel particular injunctions never to let him come down to dessert as long as these âgentlemenâ stayed; but it was no use: these orders were immediately countermanded and overruled by his father; he was not going to have the
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