“Well, you are to see them both to-day; they will be here to dinner.” He
said this with a half-suppressed sigh, for the visit promised him very
little that was agreeable.
He was essentially a man of conventionalities, and there were some
difficulties in the present case that embarrassed him. First, he should
be unable to have any dinner company to meet his visitors. He had long
ceased to have intercourse with his country neighbours, and, of course,
none would think of “calling” on his friends. This was provoking enough,
but a greater trouble remained behind it. Kate’s presence! How was he
to account for that? Who was she? Why was she there? Who, and what, and
where were her friends? Would not the Ladarelles at once connect the
estrangement in which he lived from all society with the fact of
this girl being beneath his roof? Would they not at once jump to the
conclusion, It is this scandal has deterred all from visiting him?
Now, it is just possible that something in this allegation against his
morality might have tickled the morbid vanity of the old rake, who loved
to think that youth and vice were convertible terms, and he even smirked
as he imagined himself called on for his defence. Still, in his element
of gentleman, there survived the shame of the part that would be
assigned to Kate by such an imputation, and it is but justice to him
to say that he felt this acutely. Had there been time for such an
arrangement, he would have procured a governess, and sent her away
to some sea-side spot. As it was, he thought of taking the Vyners’s
Cottage, and placing her there under the charge of Mrs. Simcox. This
would have been easy, as the Cottage had been advertised to let for some
time back; but, as ill luck would, have, it, some one had just arrived
there, whether as friend or tenant, none knew.
It was true, he might keep her unseen for, the few days the visit would
last. The Castle was ample enough to secure a retreat which should be
inviolable; but there were difficulties, too, about; this, not easily to
be met.
He could not implicitly rely on the discretion of servants, especially
of servants who found themselves in, the presence of the coming heir, of
him who should be “king hereafter;” and again, he was not quite sure how
she herself would meet a proposition that assigned her so equivocal a
position. She was very proud, and on one or two occasions he had seen
her display a spirit that no old gentleman of his stamp would possibly
expose himself to from a young girl, if he could help it. There was,
then, nothing left but to present her as his ward, a word so wide
in acceptance, that he trusted it might defy scrutiny, and with this
resolve, though not without misgivings, he went about giving his orders,
and directing the arrangements to receive his guests.
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