Nobility -- Great Britain -- Fiction; Wessex (England) -- Fiction; Women -- England -- Fiction
She demurred, with the haughty severity which had grown part of her
character, and which her elevation to the rank of a peeress had rather
intensified than diminished. She said that she would consider, and would
give him an answer the day after the next, at the same hour and place,
when her husband would again be absent with his pack of hounds.
The gentleman waited patiently. Lady Icenway, who had now no conscious
love left for him, well considered the matter, and felt that it would be
advisable not to push to extremes a man of so passionate a heart. On the
day and hour she met him as she had promised to do.
'You shall see him,' she said, 'of course on the strict condition that
you do not reveal yourself, and hence, though you see him, he must not
see you, or your manner might betray you and me. I will lull him into a
nap in the afternoon, and then I will come to you here, and fetch you
indoors by a private way.'
The unfortunate father, whose misdemeanour had recoiled upon his own head
in a way he could not have foreseen, promised to adhere to her
instructions, and waited in the shrubberies till the moment when she
should call him. This she duly did about three o'clock that day, leading
him in by a garden door, and upstairs to the nursery where the child lay.
He was in his little cot, breathing calmly, his arm thrown over his head,
and his silken curls crushed into the pillow. His father, now almost to
be pitied, bent over him, and a tear from his eye wetted the coverlet.
She held up a warning finger as he lowered his mouth to the lips of the
boy.
'But oh, why not?' implored he.
'Very well, then,' said she, relenting. 'But as gently as possible.'
He kissed the child without waking him, turned, gave him a last look, and
followed her out of the chamber, when she conducted him off the premises
by the way he had come.
But this remedy for his sadness of heart at being a stranger to his own
son, had the effect of intensifying the malady; for while originally, not
knowing or having ever seen the boy, he had loved him vaguely and
imaginatively only, he now became attached to him in flesh and bone, as
any parent might; and the feeling that he could at best only see his
child at the rarest and most cursory moments, if at all, drove him into a
state of distraction which threatened to overthrow his promise to the
boy's mother to keep out of his sight.
But such was his chivalrous respect for Lady Icenway, and his regret at
having ever deceived her, that he schooled his poor heart into
submission. Owing to his loneliness, all the fervour of which he was
capable--and that was much--flowed now in the channel of parental and
marital love--for a child who did not know him, and a woman who had
ceased to love him.
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