Husband and wife -- Fiction; Man-woman relationships -- Fiction
He is not a grand
character, Eugenia; I dare say what you tell me you suspect may have
been true--that he thought it was very grand of him to marry for love,
notwithstanding his great prospects, and I have no doubt Gertrude helped
him to think so. But, all the same, he did marry for love, and he loves
you still; and, dear Eugenia, you will come to see, I do believe, that
there is still a fair share of happiness waiting for you. No one will
ever have the same power for good over Beauchamp as you, and even if you
begin again with little hope or heart, encouragement will come; all the
more quickly, perhaps, because of your faint expectations. Now I have
told you exactly what I think. I have gone against the old advice never
to meddle between husband and wife. I allow that you have had a great
deal to bear, not a little to complain of. But, knowing Beauchamp as I
do, I must say he has had something to bear too. In the first place, he
is innocent of your having imagined him a different character from what
he really is; he could not possibly understand it if it was told him.
There has been a sort of playing at cross-purposes; for you have not
made the best of him from your mistaken notion of the material you had
to work upon. _Now_, you can face things. Leave the past, and decide
bravely to do the best with the present."
The tears were running down Eugenia's pale cheeks: "You forget, Roma,"
she said, sadly. "I have no present. I have cut myself away from it.
I believe all you say, every word of it. I mean, I believe _you_. But
if, as you allow, Beauchamp has not understood me hitherto, how could he
ever understand the feelings which made me leave him? He must be a
different man from what I now believe him to be if what I have done does
not estrange us more than ever. For no mere surface peace would satisfy
me, Roma. I mean, I could not agree to go back and begin again, merely
for the sake of appearances, knowing that in reality there was no
possibility of happiness for us."
"We shall see," said Roma. "Sometimes things turn out quite the other
way from what we expect. But I do think, Eugenia, you should make up
your mind to do what ever you come to see is right for you to do, and
never mind about Beauchamp's motives for being willing, if he prove so,
to meet you half-way."
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