The Forlorn Hope: A Novel (Vol. 2 of 2)Yates, Edmund
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The Forlorn Hope: A Novel (Vol. 2 of 2)
Yates, Edmund
Fiction
Such conversation as this is not indulged in without its reaching the
ears of those most concerned. When one says most concerned, one means
those likely to take most concern in it. It is doubtful if Madeleine's
ears were ever disturbed by any of the rumours in which she played so
prominent a part. It is certain that her husband never knew of the
interest which he excited in so many of his acquaintances; equally
certain that if he had known it, the knowledge thus gained would not
have caused him an emotion. Lady Muriel, however, was fully acquainted
with all that was said. The world, which did her homage as one of its
queens of fashion, took every possible occasion to remind her that she
was mortal, and found no better opportunity than in pointing out the
mistake which she had made in the marriage of her stepdaughter and the
settlement in life of her _protégé_. Odd words dropped here and there,
sly hints, innuendoes, phrases capable of double meaning, and always
receiving the utmost perversion which could be employed in their
warping, nay, in some instances, anonymous letters--the basest shifts
to which treachery can stoop,--all these ingredients were made use of
for the poisoning of Lady Muriel's cup of life, and for the
undermining of that pinnacle to which society had raised her.
Nor was Ronald Kilsyth ignorant of the world's talk and the world's
expressions. Isolate himself as much as he would, be as self-contained
and as solitary as an oyster, fend off confidence, shut his ears to
gossip,--all he could do was to exclude pleasant things from him; the
unpleasant had penetrating qualities, and invariably made their way.
He knew well enough what was said in every kind of society about Mr.
and Mrs. Ramsay Caird. When he dined away from the mess, he had a
curiously unpleasant feeling that advantage would be taken of his
absence to discuss that unfortunate _ménage_. When he dined at his
club, he had a morbid horror lest the two men seated at the next table
should begin to talk about it. The disappointment about the whole
thing had been so great as to make him morbidly sensitive on the
point, to ascribe to it far greater interest than it really possessed
for the world in general, and to allow it to prey on his mind, and
seriously to influence his health. It had been such a consummate
failure! And he, as he owned to himself,--he was primarily responsible
for the marriage! If Lady Muriel had not had his assistance, she would
never have carried her point of getting Madeleine for Ramsay Caird;
one word from him would have nipped that acquaintance in the bud,
would have stopped the completion of the project, no matter how far it
had advanced. And he had never said that word. Why? He comforted
himself by thinking that Caird had never shown himself in his real
character before his marriage; but the fact was, although Ronald would
not avow it, that he had been hoodwinked by the deference so deftly
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