That was the state in which they were when they parted; what was
their condition now? Daisy's manner was cold and preoccupied; all the
brightness and light, all pretty ways and affectionate regards which
she had displayed for him during the summer, seemed to have died out
with the summer's heat, and Paul felt that he stood to her in a far
more distant position than that which he had occupied at the very
commencement of their acquaintance.
He had his hold to establish on her then, to be sure, but he was not
without hope or encouragement. Now he had neither to cheer him, and
the work was all to be done again. Good God, what did she require of
him! He would willingly brave the open frowns and whispered hints of
society, of which he had at one time stood in such mortal fear, and
would be only too delighted to make her his wife. She knew this. Since
his return he had plainly told her so; but the declaration had not
merely failed in obtaining a definite answer from her, but had made no
difference in her manner towards him. He had argued with her, scolded
her, tasked her with the change, and implored her to let him know the
reason of it; but he had obtained no satisfactory reply.
"It was his fancy," she said; "she was exactly the same as when they
had parted. The life which he had been leading at home had evidently
had a very bad effect upon him. She had always feared his return to
'his people,' of whom he thought so much, and with whom he was so
afraid of bringing her into contact."
Good heavens, why twit him with that past and bygone folly! Had he not
offered to set these people at defiance, and make her his wife?--could
he do more?
She replied very quietly that she did not want any family rupture on
her account, and that as to the question of their marriage, there was
no necessity for any hurry in that matter; and indeed they had very
much better wait until they had proved that they were more thoroughly
suitable to each other.
And then Paul Derinzy chafed against his chain, and longed to break it,
but dared not. He complained bitterly enough of her bad treatment of
him, but he loved her too dearly to renounce the chance of bringing her
into a better frame of mind, and restoring to himself the darling Daisy
of his passionate worship.
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