’We have not come to an understanding yet on the subjects of my last
visit,’ he said grimly. ’But I daresay you know me too well to believe
that I have been inactive in the matter. I have taken measures to
prevent the visits of a certain unsuitable person to your house.’
’Indeed!’ said Nancy, meekly, gathering up her forces for the fray, and
rapidly coming to the conclusion that meekness would suit her best; if
feeble as a weapon, it would at least be baffling to her adversary.
Herries continued—
’If you have no sense of what is fitting or unfitting for a young woman
in your peculiarly delicate circumstances, others must exercise it for
you. That such a man as Burns should visit your house as an intimate is
worse than unfitting—it is a slur upon your reputation. He is openly a
profligate, and his _bonnes fortunes_ with women everywhere are become a
bye-word. If you cannot protect yourself against the danger of his
society, you must be protected.’ Nancy had cast down her eyes and
looked the image of innocence.
’You are too much the master here, Archie,’ she meekly said, ’and I and
my poor infants are too directly dependent on your bounty for your word
to be questioned. No doubt you are wise. If you have forbidden Mr.
Burns my house, of course he will be forbidden.’ Herries looked
suspiciously at the smooth, downcast face of his cousin. He did not
believe a word she said—he never did. But she baffled him.
’Have you no conscience,’ he said angrily, ’that you have subjected to
the influence of Mr. Burns a girl like that one yonder—your guest—an
inexperienced young creature committed to your charge, and for whom you
are responsible? Has no thought of her ever troubled you?’ Nancy
assumed a little troubled air of guilt, fidgeting with the fringes of
her apron.
’La, Archie,’ she said, ’poor Alison! Well, ’tis her sweet voice that
has attracted the poet here, I may tell you that. And if she is—may be,
for I’ve no certain knowledge of it, mind you—a little smit, what harm?
Girls love these soft sensations—’tis their life. But lud, Archie! fancy
talking of such things to you,’ and she gave a little amused laugh.
Herries looked at her with a helpless dislike. His eyes were full of a
dumb and angry pain that could not get itself spoken. He had always
despised this little woman—an error of judgment, for such little women
are full of power, and have swayed kingdoms in their day. Now, with
callous little hands, she turned the dagger in his heart. Heavens! how
she made him suffer—unconsciously, it was true, but he had a bitter
feeling that the will was there.
’Is Miss Graham gone out?’ he asked uneasily.
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