strange diffidence of the strength within her, which she would not
acknowledge to herself, but still was aware of, foreboding general
collapse.
Trying to keep up this waning strength, she worked hard at being
interested in Joseph and his family, especially in the family; that
was the easier subject of the two, and it avoided comparisons,
dangerous at this moment--comparison of years, of stature and physical
endowment, which told against him.
And so Joseph and Rose worked out this day in ostensible amity and
intimacy, but with an inward doubt burrowing and working like hidden
currents in spring beneath the ice, eating it away, and honeycombing
the solid mass, which still looks huge and immovable as ever; and will
continue so to seem, till comes the end, and with a crash the massive
structure crumbles and melts and disappears.
CHAPTER XXXIV.
MISS ROLPH IS SEVERE.
It was growing late at night. The proprietor and his clerk had
concluded the labours of the day, and were arranging with the
house-steward the bill of fare for the morrow. The male guests were
up-stairs in the parlours with the ladies, or else had secluded
themselves to play poker in private rooms, in accordance with the
rigorous house-rule against gambling. Gilbert Roe alone paced the
lower corridor, smoking cigar after cigar, which failed to soothe
him--restless and woebegone, waiting on for he knew not what, unable
to tear himself from the dreariest quarters in which he had ever
sojourned.
He was not popular with the men. He took no interest in their
amusements, having other cares at this time, and they voted him
unsociable and of no account. Since Maida's disappearance, the few
lady guests with whom he was acquainted had asked him where she was;
and on his declaring that he did not know, they had turned away with a
frightened and suspicious glance, as though they suspected him of
having made away with her. He wandered about the house like another
Cain, suspected, dreaded, and shunned, as though there were a mark of
warning and of evil on his brow; but he would not go away while Rose
remained an inmate of the house. He had an impression that there was
an influence within her doing battle on his behalf--he had detected
her furtive glances more than once wandering towards him, and averted
again ere he could meet them, and he would not go away; but the
waiting was inexpressibly dreary in the meantime.
The rumble of wheels was heard outside; a vehicle stopped before the
door. The porter, drowsing in his corner, started to his feet and ran
down to carry in baggage, and the landlord followed to inspect the
untimely arrival. It was a tall spare lady, dressed in black, who
walked straight to the desk and registered herself, "Principal Rolph,
Female College, Montpelier;" then asked to have Miss Springer's bill
made out, that she might settle it, and desired that lady's effects to
be packed up and forwarded.
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