Sinclair and of our kind friend, Mr. Armstrong."
She paused, and stood for a moment confronting us all with proud eyes
and flaming cheeks, then amid a hubbub which did not seem to affect her
in the least, she stepped down, and approaching the man who, she had
been told, had a right to her full confidence, she said, loud enough for
all who wished to hear her:
"I am ready to give you whatever further information you may require.
Shall I step into the drawing-room with you?"
He bowed and as they disappeared from the great hall the hubbub of
voices became tumultuous.
Naturally I should have joined in the universal expressions of surprise
and the gossip incident to such an unexpected revelation. But I found
myself averse to any kind of talk. Till I could meet Sinclair's eye and
discern in it the happy clearing-up of all his doubts, I should not feel
free to be my own ordinary and sociable self again. But Sinclair showed
every evidence of wishing to keep in the background, and while this was
natural enough, so far as people in general were concerned, I thought it
odd and very unlike him not to give me an opportunity to express my
congratulations at the turn affairs had taken and the frank attitude
assumed by Gilbertine. I own I felt much disturbed by this neglect, and
as the minutes passed and he failed to appear, I found my satisfaction
in her explanations dwindle under the consciousness that they had
failed, in some respects, to account for the situation; and before I
knew it, I was the prey of fresh doubts which I did my best to smother,
not only for the sake of Sinclair, but because I was still too much
under the influence of Gilbertine's imposing personality to wish to
believe aught but what her burning words conveyed. She must have spoken
the truth, but was it the entire truth? I hated myself for asking the
question; hated myself for being more critical with her than I had been
with Dorothy, who certainly had not made her own part in this tragedy as
clear as one who loved her could wish. Ah, Dorothy! it was time some one
told her that Gilbertine had openly vindicated her and that she could
now come forth and face her friends without hesitation and without
dread. Was she still in the conservatory? Doubtless. But it would be
better perhaps for me to make sure.
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