Whom God Hath Joined: A Question of Marriage — David Hume — John Shaqi
Whom God Hath Joined: A Question of Marriage
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Before leaving, however, Lady Errington with characteristic good
nature had thrown aside all formality and called upon Mrs. Trubbles
and Miss Sheldon at the Villa Medici. She took a great fancy to
Victoria, both on account of her beauty and her generous
straightforward nature, while Mrs. Trubbles amused her mightily with
the eccentricities of her character, so she asked them to a dinner at
the Villa Tagni, thereby earning the eternal gratitude of Angus, who
foresaw a chance of obtaining Victoria all to himself for one whole
evening.
Of course she also invited Eustace, whom she pitied for his evident
unhappiness, thinking, with the natural fondness of a woman for
romance, that it sprang from some unrequited love affair and not, as
was actually the case, from satiety and cynicism. Eustace graciously
accepted the invitation, and for once in his life looked forward to
such entertainment with some pleasure, as the cold, irresponsive
nature of Lady Errington roused his curiosity and made him anxious to
learn more of her inner life.
A few days before the Errington dinner-party, Mrs. Trubbles so far
overcame her disposition to sleep as to propose a day's shopping in
Como to which Victoria eagerly agreed, being anxious to see as much
local Lombardian colour as possible. On the morning of their proposed
outing, however, Eustace, not being able to endure with equanimity the
prospect of a whole afternoon in the company of Mrs. Trubbles,
craftily betook himself on a boating excursion to the Villa Pliniana,
so Otterburn nothing loth formed the sole escort of the two ladies,
and this party of three were now standing in the Piazza awaiting the
arrival of the steamer.
A large, fat, good-natured woman was Mrs. Trubbles, with a broad red
face ever wearing a sleepy smile and a portly body arrayed in rainbow
colours with plenty of jewellery. Everybody in town knew the birth,
parentage, and bringing up of Mrs. Trubbles as her history had long
ago passed the nine days' wonder of scandal, and was already somewhat
stale and forgotten by all except her most intimate friends, who never
forgot to remind the good-natured lady that she was noble only by the
accident of marriage.