London (England) -- Fiction; Man-woman relationships -- Fiction
“Besides,” he went on quickly, “it isn’t fair to worry her just now;
she’s seedy and out of sorts and wants cheering, not depressing.”
“Depressing?”
“Well, so it would be to tell her I’m worried, for she knows I don’t
fidget about trifles. I must go up to town again to-morrow and tackle a
lot of old fossils who are driving me to exasperation.”
“I suppose you’ll be going by the early train?”
“Yes—why?”
“If you could wait till a bit later—you might escort me.”
“Why, what are you running up for? Can’t I do it for you?”
“I’m running away altogether. Now, don’t interrupt. I must go; I told
you I was going, and you wouldn’t believe me. So now you must both
accept your fate and make the best of me at a distance.”
“I jolly well won’t. Your brother said I was to take care of you and how
the doose can I do that if you won’t stay with us? Besides, I must be
away a good deal at present, and Aggy will be lonely——”
“She has other friends. And—I don’t think Aggy is quite so fond of me
as she used to be.”
“Oh, nonsense. She’s not quite herself now; you mustn’t mind her when
she’s a bit off color.”
“That’s not why I’m going; I merely mentioned it to show that there was
less reason for my staying than you supposed. It’s very good and very
kind of you—of you both—to have had me with you so long, and not to
have got tired of my sober-sidedness. But don’t you know yet how
obstinate I am?”
“Obstinate? I should hardly put it that way. Firm, I should say. Yes,
I’ve observed it; you generally have your own way.”
“I didn’t mean that. And how can you tell? Perhaps I’m wise enough only
to let my wishes be known when I feel pretty sure of getting them, and
to bottle them up tight when I know they’re hopeless.”
They walked along some way in silence. Alice had become a habit, and to
learn that she was going to leave them made him realize that the absence
of her quiet influence would make a real change to him. His wife had
almost suddenly grown to be nothing to him but a burden which he had
taken up and which he must carry with as good an outward grace as he
could assume. He believed her emotions to be so shallow that she would
not long moan over his dead affection and that she would be reasonably
content so long as he could provide her with luxuries and amusement. But
now he was brought definitely face to face with the fact that he was
bound to a companion who was becoming every day more distasteful to him
and with whom he would have to spend many days alone. There are people
whose influence though strong is so quiet that we do not value them at
their true price until they are taken from us; such an one was Alice
Lane. Her suddenly announced departure showed plainly to West that she
had become almost a necessity to him; that she had helped often to
smooth away asperities and to cover over Agatha’s deficiencies, and that
she could give him that comradeship which he had learned the need of by
discovering his wife’s inability to give it to him.
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