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He longed to tell her everything. He panted to share his sorrows with
one other bosom; to have one near him to whom he could speak openly of
everything, to have one counsellor in his trouble. In that moment he all
but resolved to disclose everything to her, but at last he found that he
could not do it. Charley was there waiting for his dinner; and were he
now to tell his secret to his wife, neither of them, neither he nor she,
would be able to act the host or hostess. If done at all, it could not
at any rate be done at the present moment.
'I am better now,' said he, giving a long and deep sigh; and then he
threw his arms round his wife and passionately embraced her. 'My own
angel, my best, best love, how much too good or much too noble you are
for such a husband as I am!'
'I wish I could be good enough for you,' she replied, as she began to
arrange his things for dressing. 'You are so tired, dearest; wash your
hands and come down--don't trouble yourself to dress this evening;
unless, indeed, you are going out again.'
'Gertrude,' said he, 'if there be a soul on earth that has not in it a
spark of what is good or generous, it is the soul of Undy Scott;' and so
saying he began the operations of his toilet.
Now Gertrude had never liked Undy Scott; she had attributed to him
whatever faults her husband might have as a husband; and at the present
moment she was not inclined to fight for any of the Scott family.
'He is a very worldly man, I think,' said she.
'Worldly!--no--but hellish,' said Alaric; 'hellish, and damnable, and
fiendish.'
'Oh, Alaric, what has he done?'
'Never mind; I cannot tell you; he has done nothing. It is not that he
has done anything, or can do anything to me--but his heart--but never
mind--I wish--I wish I had never seen him.'
'Alaric, if it be about money tell me the worst, and I'll bear it
without a murmur. As long as you are well I care for nothing else--have
you given up your place?'
'No, dearest, no; I can keep my place. It is nothing about that. I have
lost no money; I have rather made money. It is the ingratitude of
that man which almost kills me. But come, dearest, we will go down to
Charley. And Gertrude, mind this, be quite civil to Mrs. Val at present.
We will break from the whole set before long; but in the meantime I
would have you be very civil to Mrs. Val.'
And so they went down to dinner, and Alaric, after taking a glass of
wine, played his part almost as though he had no weight upon his soul.
After dinner he drank freely, and as he drank his courage rose. 'Why
should I tell her?' he said to himself as he went to bed. 'The chances
are that all will yet go well.'
CHAPTER XXXV
MRS. VAL'S NEW CARRIAGE
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