Lady Clementina accepted the general conclusion, but judged it
individually. She had more reason to be distressed at what seemed to
have taken place than anyone else; indeed it stung her to the heart,
wounding her worse than in its first stunning effects she was able to
know; yet she thought better rather than worse of Florimel because
of it. What she did not like in her with reference to the affair was
the depreciatory manner in which she had always spoken of Malcolm. If
genuine, it was quite inconsistent with due regard for the man for
whom she was yet prepared to sacrifice so much; if, on the other hand,
her slight opinion of his judgment was a pretence, then she had been
disloyal to the just prerogatives of friendship.
The latter part of that week was the sorest time Clementina had ever
passed. But, like a true woman, she fought her own misery and sense
of loss, as well as her annoyance and anxiety,--constantly saying to
herself that, be the thing as it might, she could never cease to be
glad that she had known Malcolm MacPhail.
CHAPTER LIII.
A NEW PUPIL.
The sermon Lady Clementina heard with such delight had followed one
levelled at the common and right worldly idea of success harboured
by each, and unquestioned by one of the chief men of the community:
together they caused a strange uncertain sense of discomfort in the
mind diaconal. Slow to perceive that that idea, nauseous in his
presentment of it, was the very same cherished and justified by
themselves; unwilling also to believe that in his denunciation of
respecters of persons they themselves had a full share, they yet felt
a little uneasy from the vague whispers of their consciences on the
side of the neglected principles enounced, clashing with the less vague
conviction that if those whispers were encouraged and listened to, the
ruin of their hopes for their chapel, and their influence in connection
with it, must follow. They eyed each other doubtfully, and there
appeared a general tendency amongst them to close-pressed lips and
single shakes of the head. But there were other forces at work--tending
in the same direction.
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