Then because the old man was kindly and wise and white-headed,
Philip told him all that Adelais had said, and how he had promised
to take her home with him, and had come unknown to any one to ask
before they went whether or not there was any hope for her of the
love on which she had so set her heart.
And when Philip was gone the old gentleman called his elder son,
Stephen, and asked him--but warily, lest he should betray Adelais--
how Maurice bore himself in Stephen's presence when they were alone
together and chanced to speak of her, and if Stephen knew or guessed
anything of what was in his mind towards her. Then the young man
understood for the first time all the blindness of his eyes and
the dulness of his heart; and the pain and the desolation and the
hopelessness of his life that was to be, rose up before him, and
he knew that from thenceforth the glory and the light of it were
put out for ever.
"Father," he said, "I know nothing whatever of all this. Is it
your wish then that these two should marry?"
"It is my wish, Stephen, and the wish also of our friend Philip
himself. Maurice could not take with him to India a sweeter or a
worthier wife than Adelais Cameron."
"And does she wish it too?" he asked again. "Tell me, father, for
I have guessed already." He lifted his eyes to the old man's face
as he spoke, and perceived at once the sudden confusion arid surprise
that his words had caused there, yet he said no more, but waited
still for a reply.
"My dear boy," said the old gentleman at last, "if you have guessed
anything, that is enough; say no more about it, but let it rest
with yourself. I have never yet deceived either of my sons. But
when Maurice comes home again you can help us very much, for you
can question him on the matter more naturally than I could do, and
no doubt he will tell you his mind about it, as you say he always
does about everything, but with me he might be reserved and bewildered
perhaps. Ask him, my boy, but keep your guesses to yourself."
"Father," cried Stephen, pressing his hands together in agony as
though his heart were between them, and he would fain crush it into
dust and destroy it for ever; "tell me, if I am to do this, does
Adelais love my brother?"
"If I tell you at all, boy," said the wine-merchant, "I shall tell
you the truth; can you hold your peace like a man of discretion?"
"I have kept other secrets, father," he answered, "I can keep this."
Then his father told him.
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