The boys were putting a clever dog through his tricks in a sort of
clandestine way behind backs, at whom Charlotte would shake a finger now
and then with an admonitory smiling look. Charley was reading or writing
at the end of the room. The soft little chime of the children’s voices,
the suppressed laughter and whispering of the boys, the father’s
leisurely remark now and then, made up a soft murmur of sound which was
like the very breath of quietude and peace. How did I dare, their
favoured guest, indebted so deeply as I was to their kindness, to go in
among them with that mysterious message and disturb their tranquillity
once more?
When I went into the drawing-room, which was not till an hour later,
Charlotte looked up at me smiling, with some playful remark as to my
flight from the evening reading. But as she caught my eye her
countenance changed. She put down her book, and after a little
consideration walked to that end window through which I had looked, and
which was in a deep recess, making me a little sign to follow her. “How
dark the night is,” she said, with a little pretence of looking out, and
then in a hurried under-tone, “Mr. Temple, you have heard something
more?”
“Not any more, but certainly the same thing repeated. I have seen the
lady again.”
“And who is she? Tell me frankly, Mr. Temple. Just the same thing--that
Colin is in trouble? no details? I cannot imagine who can take so much
interest. But you asked her for her name?”
“I asked her, but she gave me no reply. She waved her hand and went on.
I begged her to see you, and not to give me such a commission; but it
was of no use. I don’t know if I ought to trouble you with a vague
warning that only seems intended to give pain.”
“Oh yes,” she cried, “oh yes, it was right to tell me. If I only knew
who it was! Perhaps you can describe her better, since you have seen her
a second time. But Colin has friends--whom we don’t know. Oh, Mr.
Temple, it is making a great claim upon your kindness, but could not you
have followed her and found out who she was?”
“I might have done that,” I said. “To tell the truth, it was so
instantaneous and I was so startled.”
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