But as he was impulsive, so also was he light-hearted, and when he
had chosen his bedroom and written the note to Mary, in which he
desired her to pack up his belongings and send them to him, he was
almost at ease as regarded that matter. Old Tappitt was, as he said
to himself, an old ass, and if he chose to make that brewery business
a cause of quarrel no one could help it. Mary was bidden in the
note to say very civil things to Mrs. Tappitt; but, at the same
time, to speak out the truth boldly. "Tell her," said he, "that I am
constrained to leave the house because Mr. Tappitt and I cannot agree
at the present moment about matters of business." When this was done
he looked at his watch, and started off on his walk to Bragg's End.
It has been said that Rowan had not made up his mind to ask Rachel
to be his wife,--that he had not made up his mind on this matter,
although he was going to Bragg's End in a mood which would very
probably bring him to such a conclusion. It will, I fear, be thought
from this that he was light in purpose as well as light in heart; but
I am not sure that he was open to any special animadversion of that
nature. It is the way of men to carry on such affairs without any
complete arrangement of their own plans or even wishes. He knew that
he admired Rachel and liked her. I doubt whether he had ever yet
declared to himself that he loved her. I doubt whether he had done so
when he started on that walk,--thinking it probable, however, that he
had persuaded himself of the fact before he reached the cottage door.
He had already, as we know, said words to Rachel which he should
not have said unless he intended to seek her as his wife;--he had
spoken words and done things of that nature, being by no means
perfect in all his ways. But he had so spoken and so acted without
premeditation, and now was about to follow up those little words
and little acts to their natural consequence,--also without much
premeditation.
Rachel had told her mother, on her return from the ball, that Luke
Rowan had promised to call; and had offered to take herself off from
the cottage for the whole afternoon, if her mother thought it wrong
that she should see him. Mrs. Ray had never felt herself to be in
greater difficulty.
"I don't know that you ought to run away from him," said she: "and
besides, where are you to go to?"
Rachel said at once that if her absence were desirable she would find
whither to betake herself. "I'd stay upstairs in my bedroom, for the
matter of that, mamma."
"He'd be sure to know it," said Mrs. Rowan, speaking of the young man
as though he were much to be feared;--as indeed he was much feared by
her.
"If you don't think I ought to go, perhaps it would be best that I
should stay," said Rachel, at last, speaking in a very low tone, but
still with some firmness in her voice.
"I'm sure I don't know what I'm to say to him," said Mrs. Ray.
"That must depend upon what he says to you, mamma," said Rachel.
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