"Nothing but the most important and imperative reasons could induce me
to ask the question" (her ladyship gasped for breath, and could not
speak), I stammered, but at last I brought it out. "What has become
of--of--of the sweet pledge of your love, Lady Maelstrom?"
Her ladyship coloured up with rage, raised up her clenched hand, and
then fell back in violent hysterics.
Chapter XXXV
I repair the damage, and make things worse--Plot and
counterplot--Tim gains a watch by setting watch upon his tongue.
I hardly knew how to act--if I called the servants, my interview would
be at an end, and I was resolved to find out the truth--for the same
reason, I did not like to ring for water. Some vases with flowers were
on the table; I took out the flowers, and threw the water in her face,
but they had been in the water some time, and had discoloured it green.
Her ladyship's dress was a high silk gown, of a bright slate colour, and
was immediately spoiled; but this was no time to stand upon trifles. I
seized hold of a glass bottle, fancying, in my hurry, it was _eau de
cologne_, or some essence, and poured a little into her mouth;
unfortunately, it was a bottle of marking ink, which her ladyship, who
was very economical, had on the table in disguise. I perceived my
error, and had recourse to another vase of flowers, pouring a large
quantity of the green water down her throat. Whether the unusual
remedies had an effect or not, I cannot tell, but her ladyship gradually
revived, and, as she leant back on the sofa, sobbing, every now and
then, convulsively, I poured into her ear a thousand apologies, until I
thought she was composed enough to listen to me.
"Your ladyship's maternal feelings," said I.
"It's all a calumny! a base lie, sir!" shrieked she.
"Nay, nay, why be ashamed of a youthful passion; why deny what was in
itself creditable to your unsophisticated mind. Does not your heart,
even now, yearn to embrace your son--will not you bless me, if I bring
him to your feet--will not you bless your son, and receive him with
delight?"
"It was a girl," screamed her ladyship, forgetting herself, and again
falling into hysterics.
"A girl!" replied I, "then I have lost my time, and it is no use my
remaining here."
Mortified at the intelligence which overthrew my hopes and castle
buildings, I seized my hat, descended the stairs, and quitted the house;
in my hurry and confusion quite forgetting to call the servants to her
ladyship's assistance. Fortunately, I perceived the Misses Fairfax close
to the iron railing of the garden. I crossed the road, wished them
good-bye, and told them that I thought Lady Maelstrom looked very ill,
and they had better go in to her. I then threw myself into the first
hackney-coach, and drove home. I found Timothy had arrived before me,
and I narrated all that had passed.
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