England -- Social life and customs -- Fiction; Villages -- Fiction
And then there was suddenly shot into his mind, as our best intuitions
come, suddenly and with a sharp shock--almost a pang--the question, Who
was the schoolmistress? Artémise was nothing if not a woman of variety.
He had himself known her go through the most extraordinary
transformation; one time dazzling in splendour, the next almost a
beggar. Why should not she herself be the schoolmistress? There could be
no such concealment, no such unlikely place to look for her, as in the
parish school of Watcham. There she would be at his mother’s very door,
accessible on every occasion, ever within call. He had thought it
scarcely possible that she could come constantly from London and
disappear again unseen; but if she were in Watcham, at hand, in such a
place, where nobody could think of looking for her, the difficulty would
disappear. And she was an excellent actress; a woman to take anybody in,
not to say an unsophisticated and artless company like the Rector and
his churchwardens. He could scarcely help smiling to himself in the dark
as he suddenly thought of the perfect representation of a model
schoolmistress which Artémise would get up for the edification of the
authorities. No schoolmistress in the world was ever so excellent a type
of the class as Artémise would make herself look--her voice, her
gestures, her demeanour would be all perfect. And she would have the
satisfaction of being perfectly safe, for who would think of looking for
her there?
But then there were the ladies, who were different. Would she take in
the ladies, too? Would not they suspect the representation to be too
complete? And then Lady William--Lady William could not have been
deceived. She must have recognised at once the woman of whom she was in
search. Leo did not know Lady William’s peculiarity about the parish. He
was aware that Mab knew everybody and all their circumstances, and it
did not occur to him that her mother would hold apart. This seemed to
cut the ground from under his feet again. But he determined to see for
himself next day who the schoolmistress was.
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