The Yellow Flag: A Novel. Volume 3 (of 3)Yates, Edmund
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The Yellow Flag: A Novel. Volume 3 (of 3)
Yates, Edmund
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So, when he had decided upon the house, and Alice had taken possession
of it, John Calverley congratulated himself on having settled her down
in a place where not merely he was unknown, but where the spirit of
inquisitiveness was unknown also. He heard of no gossiping, no
inquiries as to who they were, or where they had come from. Comments,
indeed, upon the disparity of years between the married couple reached
his ears; but that he was prepared for, and did not mind, so long as
Alice was loving and true to him. What cared he how often the world
called him old, and wondered at her choice?
It must be confessed that concerning the amount of gossip talked about
him and his household, John Calverley was very much deceived. The
people of Hendon was not different from the people of any other place,
and though they lived remote from the world, they were just as fond of
talking about the affairs of their neighbours as fashionable women
round the tea-table in their boudoirs, or fashionable men in the
smoking-room of their clubs. They discussed Mrs. A.'s tantrums and
Mrs. B.'s stinginess, the doctor's wife's jealousy, and the parson's
wife's airs; all each others' shortcomings were regularly gone
through, and it was not likely that the household at Rose Cottage
would be suffered to escape. On the contrary, it was a standing topic,
and a theme for infinite discussion. Not that there was the smallest
doubt amongst the neighbours as to the propriety of Alice's conduct,
or the least question about her being the old gentleman's wife, but
the mere fact of Mr. Claxton's being an old gentleman, and having such
a young and pretty wife, excited a vast amount of talk; and when it
was found that Mr. Claxton's business caused him to be constantly
absent from home, there was no end to the speculation as to what that
absence might not give rise. There seemed to be some sort of notion
among the inhabitants that Alice would some day be carried bodily
away, and many an innocent artist with his sketch-book in his
breast-pocket, looking about him in search of a subject, has been put
down by Miss M'Craw and her friends as a dangerous character, full of
desperate designs upon Mr. Claxton's domestic happiness.
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