The weather had been delightful; they enjoyed rides and drives,
moonlight excursions upon the water; there had been visits to receive
and return among neighbors and friends; people had heard of Mellen's
return, and came uninvited from New York, bringing all that festal
bustle and change which puts holidays every now and then into the
ordinary routine of our lives.
The first days passed and still the sky was unclouded. Grantley Mellen
began to think that he was at last to be happy, and grew cheerful with
the thought. So for a time love cast out all fear in the husband's
heart.
There had been no further return of that inexplicable nervousness in
Elizabeth; the strained, anxious look almost entirely left her face; she
was even more lively than was customary with her. It was not that the
fear and dread had left her mind, but she was on her guard, and there
was a reticence and strength in her character which even those who knew
her best did not fully understand. A stern, settled purpose would keep
her through her course, whatever might lie behind.
During those happy days there had been no more confidences between her
and Elsie; indeed it seemed almost as if Elizabeth avoided the girl--not
in a way to be noticed even by Mellen's quick eyes--if it was so, Elsie
on her side did not attempt to break through these little restraints
that had fallen around them. It was natural that she should be glad to
escape from the gloom which surrounded Elizabeth, and in this respect
the fickleness of her character was fortunate; from her lack of
concentrativeness, the girl was able to throw off any trouble the moment
its actual danger was removed from her path.
Thus the first days had passed, allowing them to settle down into
tolerable quiet, but not too much of it, for Elsie could not endure
that. Society was her element; trifle and champagne seemed her natural
nourishment, and she drooped so quickly if compelled to seclusion, that,
with his usual weakness where she was concerned, Mellen relinquished his
own desires to gratify her caprices.
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