The Duke's Daughter; and, The Fugitives; vol. 1/3Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret)
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The Duke's Daughter; and, The Fugitives; vol. 1/3
Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret)
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“All settled?” she said, with a little shake of her head. “You are young
and confident, Mr Winton; you think things settle themselves so easily
as this. But I fear the preliminaries will be more lengthened than you
suppose. Do you know, I wish very much you had consulted me before
speaking to Jane.”
“Why?” he asked, fixing his eyes upon her with an astonished gaze. Then
he added, “I know Lady Jane is a great lady, a princess royal. She is
like that. I am a little democratic myself, but I acknowledge in her
everything that is beautiful in rank. She should be approached like a
crowned head.”
“Not quite that perhaps,” said the Duchess, smiling.
“With every observance, every ceremony; but then,” he added, “that is
not the English fashion, you know, to ask others first. One thinks of
her, herself as the only judge.”
The Duchess continued to shake her head. “That is all very well with
ordinary girls, but Jane’s position is so exceptional. Mr Winton, I hope
you will not be disappointed or annoyed by what I tell you. Had you
asked me, I should have said to you, No.”
“No!” he repeated vaguely, looking into her face. He could not even
realise what her meaning was.
“I should have said, Don’t do it, Mr Winton, for your own sake.”
Winton rose up in the excitement of the moment and stood before her like
a man petrified. “Don’t do it! Do you mean---- Pardon me if I am slow of
understanding.”
“I mean, seeing it had unfortunately come about that, without being able
to help it, you had fallen in love with Jane----”
“Unfortunately!”
“You do nothing but repeat my words,” the Duchess cried in a plaintive
tone. “It _is_ unfortunately--but hear me out first. If you had spoken
to me I should have said, Try and get over it, Mr Winton; don’t disturb
her, poor girl, by telling her. Try if a little trip to America, or
tiger-shooting, or to be a ‘Times’ correspondent, or some other of those
exciting things which you young men do nowadays, will not cure you. I
should have said, You have not known her very long, it cannot have gone
very deep. I tell you this to show you what my advice would have been
had you asked me before speaking to Jane.”
“But it is of no use speculating upon what we should have done in an
imaginary case,” said Winton. He had awoke from his first bewilderment,
and began to understand vaguely that everything was not going to be easy
for him as he had once thought. “You see I _have_ spoken to her,” he
said. “You frighten me horribly; but then it is of no use considering
what you would have done in a totally different case.”
The Duchess sighed and shook her head. “That is what I should have
thought it my duty to say, in view of all the pain and confusion that
are sure to follow. Do you know, Mr Winton, that her father will never
listen to you--never!” she said, with a sudden change of tone.
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