Kissing the Rod: A Novel. (Vol. 2 of 3)Yates, Edmund
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Kissing the Rod: A Novel. (Vol. 2 of 3)
Yates, Edmund
England -- Fiction
This gay colloquy took place shortly after Miss Gould had taken
possession of her handsome and perfectly-appointed house at Palace
Gardens. The programme agreed upon at Middlemeads had been faithfully
carried out, and the intercourse between Portland Place and Palace
Gardens was frequent and affectionate. Miss Gould demeaned herself
towards Robert and his wife with exemplary tact and propriety. Not the
keenest and closest observer could have divined that she possessed a
knowledge of the affairs of the one wholly unshared by the other, and
that she had succeeded, by minute investigation and the art of
inductive reasoning, at an understanding of the means by which the
marriage which had thwarted her plans, and given her the first shock
she had ever experienced of the humiliation of defeat, had been
brought about, almost as clear as that possessed by the principals in
the transaction. The firmness, the indifference, and the decision of
Hester Gould's character had much attraction for Katharine, who found
pleasure and amusement in watching that young lady's method of dealing
with her novel position, and to whose proud nature the coolness and
self-possession of Hester were peculiarly congenial. They were not
confidential with each other; but then, how could they have been so?
Katharine had a secret in her life whose concealment had been of such
immense importance to her that she had taken the one step which
determines a woman's whole existence in order to secure that
concealment. Outside that she had no confidences to bestow. On
Hester's side there was still less frankness in their intercourse; but
she would not have been confidential with Katharine, had there been no
hidden link between them; she had never trusted any one fully. The
nearest approach she had ever made or permitted to a confidential
intimacy had been in Mr. Thacker's case; and she had begun to repent
of even that limited _démarche_ lately, since that gentleman had
hinted at the hopes to which it had given rise.
"I might have found out all he has told me for myself, if I had only
waited," she said in vexed soliloquy; "if I had only had patience, I
need not have wanted him at all, and now there's no saying how
troublesome he may think fit to be."
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