Sir Sedley stood suspended, how to act, what to judge. If Edgar"s was the displeasure of a discarded lover, why should it so affect Camilla?
if of a successful one, why came she to meet him? why had she received and answered his notes?
Finding she attempted neither to speak nor move, he again approached her, and saying, "Fair Incomprehensible!..." would again have taken her hand; but rousing to a sense of her situation, she drew back, and with some dignity, but more agitation, cried: "Sir Sedley, I blush if I am culpable of any part of your mistake; but suffer me now to be explicit, and let me be fully, finally, and not too late understood. You must write to me no more; I cannot answer nor read your letters. You must speak to me no more, except in public society; you must go further, Sir Sedley ... you must think of me no more."
"Horrible!" cried he, starting back; "you distress me past measure!"
"No, no, you will soon ... easily ... readily forget me."
"Inhuman! you make me unhappy past thought!"
"Indeed I am inexpressibly concerned; but the whole affair...."
"You shock, you annihilate me, you injure me in the tenderest point!"
Camilla now, amazed, cried "what is it you mean, sir?"
"By investing me, fair barbarian, with the temerity of forming any claim that can call for repulse!"
Utterly confounded by so unexpected a disclaiming of all design, she again, though from far different sensations, cast up her eyes and hands.
And is it, she thought, for a trifler such as this, so unmeaning, so unfeeling, I have risked my whole of hope and happiness?
She said, however, no more; for what more could be said? She coloured, past him, and hastily quitting the garden, told the footman to apologise to Mrs. Arlbery for her sudden departure, by informing her that a near relation was just arrived from abroad; and then got into the carriage and drove back to Cleves. Sir Sedley followed carelessly, yet without aiming at overtaking her, and intreated, negligently, to be heard, yet said nothing which required the smallest answer.
Piqued completely, and mortified to the quick, by the conviction which now broke in upon him of the superior ascendance of Mandlebert, he could not brook to have been thought in earnest when he saw he should not have been accepted, nor pardon his own vanity the affront it had brought upon his pride. He sung aloud an opera air till the carriage of Sir Hugh was out of sight, and then drove his phaeton to Clarendel-Place, where he instantly ordered his post-chaise, and in less than an hour, set off on a tour to the Hebrides.
CHAPTER VIII
_A Summons to Happiness_
Camilla had but just set out from Cleves, when Sir Hugh, consulting his weather-c.o.c.ks, which a new chain of ideas had made him forget to examine, saw that the wind was fair for the voyage of his nephew; and heard, upon inquiry, that the favourable change had taken place the preceding day, though the general confusion of the house had prevented it from being heeded by any of the family.
With eagerness the most excessive, he went to the room of Eugenia, and bid her put on a smart hat to walk out with him, as there was no knowing how soon a certain person might arrive.
Eugenia, colouring, said she would rather stay within.
"Well," cried he, "you"ll be neater, to be sure, for not blowing about in the wind; so I"ll go take t"other girls."
Eugenia, left alone, became exceedingly fluttered. She could not bear to remain in the house under the notion of so degrading a consideration as owing any advantage to outward appearance; and fearing her uncle, in his extreme openness, should give that reason for her not walking, she determined to take a stroll by herself in the park.
She bent her steps towards a small wood at some distance from the house, where she meant to rest herself and read; for she had learnt of Dr.
Orkborne never to be unprovided with a book. But she had not yet reached her place of intended repose, when the sound of feet made her turn round, and, to her utter consternation, she saw a young man, whose boots, whip, and foreign air, announced instantly to be Clermont Lynmere.
She doubted not but he was sent in pursuit of her; and though youthful timidity prompted her to shun him, she retained sufficient command over herself to check it, and to stop till he came up to her; while he, neither quickening nor slackening his pace as he approached, pa.s.sed her with so little attention, that she was presently convinced he had scarce even perceived her.
Disconcerted by a meeting so strange and so ill timed, she involuntarily stood still, without any other power than that of looking after him.
In a few minutes Molly Mill, running up to her, cried: "Dear Miss, have not you seen young Mr. Lynmere? He come by t"other way just as master, and Miss Margland, and Miss Lynmere, and Miss Tyrold, was gone to meet him by the great gate; and so he said he"d come and look who he could find himself."
Eugenia had merely voice to order her back. The notion of having a figure so insignificant as to be pa.s.sed, without even exciting a doubt [who] she might be, was cruelly mortifying. She knew not how to return to the house, and relate such an incident. She sat down under a tree to recollect herself.
Presently, however, she saw the stranger turn quick about, and before she could rise, slightly touching his hat, without looking at her: "Pray, ma"am," he said, "do you belong to that house?" pointing to the mansion of Sir Hugh.
Faintly she answered, "Yes, sir;" and he then added: "I am just arrived, and in search of Sir Hugh and the young ladies; one of them, they told me, was this way; but I can trace n.o.body. Have you seen any of them?"
More and more confounded, she could make no reply. Inattentive to her embarra.s.sment, and still looking every way around, he repeated his question. She then pointed towards the great gate, stammering she believed they went that way. "Thank you;" he answered, with a nod, and then hurried off.
She now thought no more of moving nor of rising; she felt a kind of stupor, in which, fixed, and without reflection, she remained, till, startled by the sound of her uncle"s voice, she got up, made what haste she was able to the house by a private path, and ascended to her own room by a back stair case.
That an interview to which she had so long looked forward, for which, with unwearied a.s.siduity, she had so many years laboured to prepare herself, and which was the declared precursor of the most important aera of her life, should pa.s.s over so abruptly, and be circ.u.mstanced so aukwardly, equally dispirited and confused her.
In a few minutes, Molly Mill, entering, said: "They"re all come back, and Sir Hugh"s fit to eat the young squire up; and no wonder, for he"s a sweet proper gentleman, as ever I see. Come, miss, I hope you"ll put on something else, for that hat makes you look worse than any thing. I would not have the young squire see you such a figure for never so much."
The artlessness of unadorned truth, however sure in theory of extorting administration, rarely, in practice, fails inflicting pain or mortification. The simple honesty of Molly redoubled the chagrin of her young mistress, who, sending her away, went anxiously to the looking-gla.s.s, whence, in a few moments, she perceived her uncle, from the window, laughing, and making significant signs to some one out of her sight. Extremely ashamed to be so surprised, she retreated to the other end of the room, though not till she had heard Sir Hugh say: "Ay, ay, she"s getting ready for you; I told you why she would not walk out with us, so don"t let"s hurry her, though I can"t but commend your being a little impatient, which I dare say so is she, only young girls can"t so well talk about it."
Eugenia now found that Clermont had no suspicion he had seen her. Sir Hugh concluded she had not left her room, and asked no questions that could lead to the discovery.
Presently the baronet came up stairs himself, and tapping at her door, said: "Come, my dear, don"t be too curious, the breakfast having been spoilt this hour already; besides your cousin"s having nothing on himself but his riding dress."
Happy she could at least clear herself from so derogatory a design, she opened her door. Sir Hugh, surveying her with a look of surprise and vexation, exclaimed: "What my dear! an"t you dizen"d yet? why I thought to have seen you in all your best things!"
"No, sir," answered she calmly; "I shall not dress till dinner-time."
"My dear girl," cried he, kindly, though a little distressed how to explain himself; "there"s no need you should look worse than you can help; though you can do better things, I know, than looking well at any time; only what I mean is, you should let him see you to the best advantage at the first, for fear of his taking any dislike before he knows about Dr. Orkborne, and that."
"Dislike, sir!" repeated she, extremely hurt; "if you think he will take any dislike ... I had better not see him at all!"
"My dear girl, you quite mistake me, owing to my poor head"s always using the wrong word; which is a remarkable thing that I can"t help. But I don"t mean in the least to doubt his being pleased with you, except only at the beginning, from not being used to you; for as to all your studies, there"s no more Greek and Latin in one body"s face than in another"s; but, however, if you won"t dress, there"s no need to keep the poor boy in hot water for nothing."
He then took her hand, and rather dragged than drew her down stairs, saying as they went: "I must wish you joy, though, for I a.s.sure you he"s a very fine lad, and hardly a bit of a c.o.xcomb."
The family was all a.s.sembled in the parlour, except Camilla, for whom the baronet had instantly dispatched Edgar, and Mr. Tyrold, who was not yet returned from a morning ride, but for whom Sir Hugh had ordered the great dinner bell to be rung, as a signal of something extraordinary.
Young Lynmere was waiting the arrival of Eugenia with avowed and unbridled impatience. Far from surmising it was her he had met in the park, he had concluded it was one of the maids, and thought of her no more. He asked a thousand questions in a breath when his uncle was gone.
Was she tall? was she short? was she plump? was she lean? was she fair?
was she brown? was she florid? was she pale? But as he asked them of every body, n.o.body answered; yet all were in some dismay at a curiosity implying such entire ignorance, except Indiana, who could not, without simpering, foresee the amazement of her brother at her cousin"s person and appearance.
"Here"s a n.o.ble girl for you!" cried Sir Hugh, opening the door with a flourish; "for all she"s got so many best things, she"s come down in her worst, for the sake of looking ill at the beginning, to the end that there may be no fault to be found afterwards; which is the wiseness that does honour to her education."
This was, perhaps, the first time an harangue from the baronet had been thought too short; but the surprise of young Lynmere, at the view of his destined bride, made him wish he would speak on, merely to annul any necessity for speaking himself. Eugenia aimed in vain to recover the calmness of her nature, or to borrow what might resemble it from her notions of female dignity. The injudicious speech of Sir Hugh, but publicly forcing upon the whole party the settled purpose of the interview, covered her with blushes, and gave a tremor to her frame that obliged her precipitately to seat herself, while her joined hands supplicated his silence.
"Well, my dear, well!" said he, kissing her, "don"t let me vex you; what I said having no meaning, except for the best; though your cousin might as well have saluted you before you sat down, I think; which, however, I suppose may be out of fashion now, every thing changing since my time; which, Lord help me! it will take me long enough to learn."
Lynmere noticed not this hint, and they all seated themselves round the breakfast table; Sir Hugh scarce able to refrain from crying for joy, and continually exclaiming: "This is the happiest day of all my life, for all I"ve lived so long! To see us all together, at last, and my dear boy come home to his native old England!"
Miss Margland made the tea, and young Lynmere instantly and almost voraciously began eating of every thing that was upon the table.