Great Britain -- Politics and government -- 20th century -- Fiction; Man-woman relationships -- Fiction; Politicians -- Fiction
"She wants to say something to you." He frowned in hesitation. "If I
thought there was the smallest chance of her being induced to enter into
direct communication with him, I'd say no at once. But there's no chance
of that. And she wants to see you. Yes, you can see her, if you like.
She's in the garden, by the lake, I think. She's taken this well, Hayes;
she's showing a thousand times more pluck than I ever thought she had."
His voice grew gentle. "Poor little girl! Yes, go! She wants to see
you."
Andy had taken nothing by his first mission; he felt quite hopelessly
unfit for his second. To offer the apologies of a faithless swain was no
more in his line than to be a faithless swain himself; the fleeting
relics of Harry's authority had imposed a last uncongenial task. Perhaps
his very mum-chanceness was his saving. Glib protestations would have
smacked too strongly of the principal to commend the agent. Vivien heard
his stammering words in silence, seeming wrapped in an aloofness that
she took for her sole remaining protection. She bowed her head gravely
at the "bitter regret," at the "unguarded moment," at the "fatal
irresolution"--Andy's memory held fast to the phrases, but refused to
weld them into one of Harry's shapely periods. On "fatal irresolution"
he came to a full stop. He dared not look at her--it would seem an
intrusion, a brutality; he stared steadily over the lake.
"I knew he had moods like that," she said after a long silence. "I never
realized what they could do to a man. I daresay it would be hard for me
to realize. I'm glad he wanted to--to say a word of regret. There's one
thing I should like you to tell him; that's why I wanted to see you."
Now Andy turned to her, for her voice commanded his attention.
"How fagged-out you look, Miss Wellgood!" he exclaimed impulsively.
"Things aren't easy," she said in a low steady voice. "If I could have
silence! But I have to listen to denunciation. You'll understand. Did he
tell you what--what passed?"
"The gist of it, I think."
"Then you'll understand that I mayn't have the power to stop the
denunciations, or--or the other steps that may be threatened or taken. I
should like him to know that they're not my doing. And I should like him
to know too that I would a thousand times sooner this had happened than
that other thing which I believe he meant to happen--honestly meant to
happen--but for--this accident."
"I'm with you in that, Miss Wellgood. It's far better."
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