I was soon sensible of the difference between the present time in London
and the past. I found that Pendarves, though his manner was as kind as
ever, used to accept in succession engagements in which I had no share;
and if it had not been for the society of Mr. and Mrs. Ridley, and my
uncle and aunt, I should have been much alone; and have pined after my
child and mother even more than I did. Still ardently indeed did I long
to return home; and had I not believed I was at the post of duty, I
should have urged my husband to let me go home without him.
Lord Charles was frequently with us, and, had I chosen it, would
have been my escort every where: but I still distrusted him; and I
suspect that it was in revenge he so often procured Pendarves dinner
invitations, from which he rarely returned till day-light; and once he
was evidently in such low spirits, that I was sure he had been at play,
and had lost every thing.
We had now been several weeks in London, and I grew very uneasy at
my prolonged separation from my child, and at my mother's evidently
declining health--besides having reason to think that my husband would
have enjoyed London more without me; for Lord Charles took care to
tell me often, that had I not been with him, Pendarves would have gone
thither; always adding, "So you see what a tame domestic animal you have
made of him, and what a tractable obedient husband he is." There is
perhaps nothing more insiduous and pernicious, than to tell a proud man
that he is governed by a wife, or a mistress, provided he has great
conscious weakness of character; and Lord Charles knew that was the case
with Pendarves. And I am very sure that he accepted many invitations
which he would otherwise have declined, because his insiduous friend
reproached him with being afraid of me.
Ranelagh was still the fashion, and my husband had still a pride in
showing me in its circles; but even there I was sensible of a change. He
now was not unwilling to resign the care of me to other men, while he
went to pay his compliments to dashing women of fashion, and give them
the arm once exclusively mine. Still, these occasional neglects were
too trifling to excite my fears or my jealousy, and I expected, when we
returned to our country home, that it would be with unclouded prospects.
But while I dreamt of perpetual sunshine, the storm was gathering which
was to cloud my hours in sorrow.
I had vainly expected a letter from my mother for two days,--and she
usually wrote every day,--a circumstance which had depressed my spirits
in a very unusual manner; and I was consequently little prepared to bear
with fortitude the abrupt entrance of my husband in a state of great
agitation: but pale and trembling I awaited the painful communication
which I saw he was about to make.
"Helen!" cried he, "if you will not or cannot assist me, I am likely to
be arrested every moment."
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