England -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction; English fiction -- 19th century
She abhorred sentimentality. This was one of her first intimate
declarations, and Harvey bore it in mind. He might praise, glorify,
extol her to the uttermost, and be rewarded by her sweetest smiles; but
for the pretty follies of amatory transport she had no taste. Harvey
ran small risk of erring in this direction; he admired and reverenced
her maidenly aloofness; her dignity he found an unfailing charm, the
great support of his own self-respect. A caress was not at all times
forbidden, but he asserted the privilege with trembling diffidence. It
pleased her, when he entered the room, to be stately and rather distant
of manner, to greet him as though they were still on formal terms; this
troubled Harvey at first, but he came to understand and like it. In Mrs
Frothingham's presence, Alma avoided every sign of familiarity, and
talked only of indifferent things.
Early in November there came news that a certain family in the little
Welsh town would be glad to vacate their dwelling if a tenant could at
once be found for it. The same day Harvey travelled northwards, and on
the morrow he despatched a telegram to Alma. He had taken the house,
and could have possession in a week or two. Speedily followed a letter
of description. The house was stone-built and substantial, but very
plain; it stood alone and unsheltered by the roadside, a quarter of a
mile from the town, looking seaward; it had garden ground and primitive
stabling. The rooms numbered nine, exclusive of kitchen; small, but not
diminutive. The people were very friendly (Harvey wrote), and gave him
all aid in investigating the place, with a view to repairs and so on;
by remaining for a few days he would be able to consult with a builder,
so as to have necessary work set in train as soon as the present
occupants were gone.
Alma's engagement had been kept strictly secret. When Harvey returned
after a week of activity, he found her still reluctant to fix a day, or
even the month, for their wedding. He did not plead, but wrote her a
little letter, saying that the house could be ready by--at all
events--the second week in December; that he would then consult with
her about furniture, and would go down to superintend the final putting
in order. 'After that, it rests with you to say when you will enter
into possession. I promise not to speak of it again until, on coming
into the room, I see your atlas lying open on the table; that shall be
a sign unto me.'
On his return to London he received a note from Mrs. Frothingham,
requesting him to be at home at a certain hour, as she wished to call
and speak privately with him. This gave him an uneasy night; he
imagined all manner of vexatious or distracting possibilities; but Mrs
Frothingham brought no ill news.
'Don't be frightened,' she began, reading his anxious face. 'All's
well, and I am quite sure Alma will soon have something to say to you.
I have come on a matter of business--strictly business.'
Harvey felt a new kind of uneasiness.
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