“I can only be too proud—if—”
“If what, my dear?” said the old lady. I believe that she meant to be gracious, but there was something in her manner, or, perhaps, rather in her voice, so repellant, that Alice felt that they could hardly become true friends. “If what, my dear?”
“Alice means—” began Lady Glencora.
“Let Alice say what she means herself,” said Lady Midlothian.
“I hardly know how to say what I do mean,” said Alice, whose spirit within her was rising higher as the occasion for using it came upon her. “I am assured that you and I, Lady Midlothian, differ very much as to a certain matter; and as it is one in which I must be guided by my own opinion, and not that of any other person, perhaps—”
“You mean about Mr. Grey?”
“Yes,” said Alice; “I mean about Mr. Grey.”
“I think so much about that matter, and your happiness as therein concerned, that when I heard that you were here I was determined to take Matching in my way to London, so that I might have an opportunity of speaking to you.”
“Then you knew that Alice was here,” said Lady Glencora.
“Of course I did. I suppose you have heard all the history, Glencora?”
Lady Glencora was forced to acknowledge that she had heard the history—“the history” being poor Alice’s treatment of Mr. Grey.
“And what do you think of it?” Both Alice and her hostess looked round to the further end of the room in which Miss Palliser was reading, intending thus to indicate that the lady knew as yet none of the circumstances, and that there could be no good reason why she should be instructed in them at this moment. “Perhaps another time and another place may be better,” said Lady Midlothian; “but I must go the day after tomorrow—indeed, I thought of going tomorrow.”
“Oh, Lady Midlothian!” exclaimed Lady Glencora.
“You must regard this as merely a passing visit, made upon business. But, as I was saying, when shall I get an opportunity of speaking to Alice where we need not be interrupted?”
Lady Glencora suggested her room upstairs, and offered the use of it then, or on that night when the world should be about to go to bed. But the idea of this premeditated lecture was terrible to Alice, and she determined that she would not endure it.
“Lady Midlothian, it would really be of no use.”
“Of no use, my dear!”
“No, indeed. I did get your letter, you know.”
“And as you have not answered it, I have come all this way to see you.”
“I shall be so sorry if I give offence, but it is a subject which I cannot bring myself to discuss”—she was going to say with a stranger, but she was able to check herself before the offensive word was uttered—“which I cannot bring myself to discuss with anyone.”
“But you don’t mean to say that you won’t see me?”
“I will not talk upon that matter,” said Alice. “I will not do it even with Lady Macleod.”
“No,” said Lady Midlothian, and her sharp grey eyes now began to kindle with anger; “and therefore it is so very necessary that other friends should interfere.”
“But I will endure no interference,” said Alice, “either from persons who are friends or who are not friends.” And as she spoke she rose from her chair. “You must forgive me, Lady Midlothian, if I say that I can have no conversation with you on this matter.” Then she walked out of the room, leaving the Countess and Lady Glencora together. As she went Miss Palliser lifted her eyes from her book, and knew that there had been a quarrel, but I doubt if she had heard any of the words which had been spoken.
“The most self-willed young woman I ever met in my life,” said Lady Midlothian, as soon as Alice was gone.
“I knew very well how it would be,” said Lady Glencora.
“But it is quite frightful, my dear. She has been engaged, with the consent of all her friends, to this young man.”
“I know all about it.”
“But you must think she is very wrong.”
“I don’t quite understand her, but I suppose she fears they would not be happy together.”
“Understand her! I should think not; nobody can understand her. A young woman to become engaged to a gentleman in that way—before all the world, as one may say;—to go to his house, as I am told, and talk to the servants, and give orders about the furniture and then turn round and simply say that she has changed her mind! She hasn’t given the slightest reason to my knowledge.” And Lady Midlothian, as she insisted on the absolute iniquity of Alice’s proceedings, almost startled Lady Glencora by the eagerness of her countenance. Lady Midlothian had been one of those who, even now not quite two years ago, had assisted in obtaining the submission of Lady Glencora herself. Lady Midlothian seemed on the present occasion to remember nothing of this, but Lady Glencora remembered it very exactly. “I shall not give it up,” continued Lady Midlothian. “I have the greatest possible objection to her father, who contrived to connect himself with our family in a most shameful manner, without the slightest encouragement. I don’t think I have spoken to him since, but I shall see him now and tell him my opinion.”
Alice held her ground, and avoided all further conversation with Lady Midlothian. A message came to her through Lady Glencora imploring her to give way, but she was quite firm.
“Goodbye to you,” Lady Midlothian said to her as she went. “Even yet I hope that things may go right, and if so you will find that I can forget and forgive.”
“If perseverance
