She obeyed in silence with her face grown grave enough in anticipation
of the coming disclosures. She knew that the first plunge into them
would be keenly painful to her, but there was a feeling at her heart
that, this penance over, a great relief would be at hand. She trusted
this man as she would have trusted her own father. She knew that there
was nothing on earth he would not attempt if he fancied it would help
her. And she knew, too, that having experienced so much of his great
unselfishness and kindness and thoughtfulness, she was ready to obey him
implicitly in anything that he could assure her was right for her to do.
How far away seemed the white cliffs now, and the faint green downs
above them! Brighton, lying farther to the West, had become dim and
yellow, and over it a cloud of smoke lay thick and brown in the
sunlight. A mere streak showed the line of the King’s road and all its
carriages and people; the beach beneath could just be made out by the
white dots of the bathing-machines; the brown fishing-boats seemed to be
close in shore; the two piers were foreshortened into small dusky masses
marking the beginning of the sea. And then from these distant and
faintly-defined objects out here to the side of the small white and pink
boat, that lay lightly in the lapping water, stretched that great and
moving network of waves, with here and there a sharp gleam of white foam
curling over amid the dark blue-green.
Ingram took his seat by Sheila’s side, so that he should not have to
look in her downcast face; and then with some little preliminary
nervousness and hesitation, the girl told her story. She told it to
sympathetic ears, and yet Ingram, having partly guessed how matters
stood, and anxious, perhaps, to know whether much of her trouble might
not be merely the result of fancies which could be reasoned and
explained away, was careful to avoid anything like corroboration. He
let her talk in her own simple and artless way: and the girl spoke to
him, after a little while, with an earnestness which showed how deeply
she felt her position. At the very outset she told him that her love for
her husband had never altered for a moment--that all the prayers and
desire of her heart were that they two might be to each other as she had
at one time hoped they would be when he got to know her better.
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