Supporting her head on both her hands, and with her eyes half closed,
she went on in a low monotonous tone, like that of one reading from
a book: “We met at the station, and had but a few minutes to confer
together. I told him I had been at his house; that I came to see him,
and ask his assistance; that you had got into trouble, and would have to
leave the country, and were without means to go. He seemed, I thought,
to be aware of all this, and asked me, 'Was it only now that I had
learned or knew of this necessity?' He also asked if it were at your
instance, and by your wish, that I had come to him? I said, Yes; you had
sent me.” Sewell started as if something sharp had pierced him, and she
went on: “There was nothing for it but the truth; and, besides, I know
him well, and if he had once detected me in an attempt to deceive him,
he would not have forgiven it. He then said, 'It is not to the wife I
will speak harshly of the husband, but what assurance have I that he
will go out of the country?' I said, 'You had no choice between that and
jail. 'He nodded assent, and muttered, 'A jail--and worse; and _you_,'
said he, 'what is to become of you?' I told him 'I did not know; that
perhaps Lady Lendrick would take me and the children.'”
“He did not offer you a home with himself?” said Sewell, with a
diabolical grin.
“No,” said she, calmly; “but he objected to our being separated. He said
that it was to sacrifice our children, and we had no right to do this;
and that, come what might, we ought to live together. He spoke much on
this, and asked me more than once if our hard-bought experiences had not
taught us to be more patient, more forgiving towards each other.”
“I hope you told him that I was a miracle of tolerance, and that I bore
with a saintly submission what more irritable mortals were wont to go
half mad about,--did you tell him this?”
“Yes; I said you had a very practical way of dealing with life, and
never resented an unprofitable insult.”
“How safe a man's honor always is in a good wife's keeping!” said
he, with a savage laugh. “I hope your candor encouraged him to more
frankness; he must have felt at ease after that?”
“Still he persisted in saying there must be no separation.”
“That was hard upon you; did you not tell him that was hard upon _you?_”
“No; I avoided mixing myself up in the discussion. I had come to treat
for you, and you alone.”
“But you might have said that he had no right to impose upon you a life
of--what shall I call it?--incompatibility or cruelty.”
“I did not; I told him I would repeat to you whatever he told me as
nearly as I could. He then said: 'Go abroad and live together in some
cheap place, where you can find means to educate the children. I,' said
he, 'will take the cost of that, and allow you five hundred a year for
your own expenses. If I am satisfied with your husband's conduct, and
well assured of his reformation, I will increase this allowance. '”
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