Chapter 134
"Oh, it's charming!" replied Anna, with all her old childish, natural manner. "Mary, what dost thee think? Charles lets me sit without my caps."
Mary laughed. "To the great scandal of Patience!"
"Indeed, yes. One day, Patience called when we were at dinner. I had not so much as a bit of net on, and Patience looked so cross; but she said nothing, for the servants were in waiting. When they had left the room she told Charles that she was surprised at his allowing it; that I was giddy enough and vain enough, and it would only make me worse. Charles smiled; he was eating walnuts: and what dost thee think he answered?
He--but I don't like to tell thee," broke off Anna, covering her face with her pretty hands.
"Yes, yes, Anna, you must tell me."
"He told Patience that he liked to see me without the caps, and there was no need for my wearing them until I should have children old enough to set an example to."
Anna took off her straw bonnet as she spoke, and her curls fell to shade her blus.h.i.+ng cheeks. Mary wondered whether the "children" would have faces as lovely as their mother's. She had never seen Anna look so well. For one thing, she had rarely seen her so well dressed. She wore a stone-coloured corded silk, glistening with richness, and an exquisite white shawl that must have cost no end of money.
"I should always let my curls be seen, Anna," said Mary; "there _can_ be no harm in it."
"No, that there can't, as Charles does not think so," emphatically answered Anna. "Mary," dropping her voice to a whisper, "I want Charles not to wear those straight coats any more. He shakes his head at me and laughs; but I think he will listen to me."
Seeing what she did of the change in Anna's dress, Mary thought so too.
Not but that Anna's things were still cut sufficiently in the old form to bespeak her sect: as they, no doubt, always would be.
"When art thee coming to spend the day with me, as thee promised?" asked Anna.
"Very soon: when this a.s.size bustle shall be over."
"How gay you will be to-night!"
"How formal you mean," said Mary. "To entertain judges when on circuit, and bishops, and deans, is more formidable than pleasant. It is a state dinner to-night. When I saw papa this morning, I inquired if we were to have the javelin-men on guard in the dining-room."
Anna laughed. "Do Frank and Gar dine there?"
"Of course. The high sheriff could not give a dinner party without his chaplain at hand to say grace," returned Mary, laughing.
William came back: and they all remained for almost the rest of the afternoon, Jane regaling them with tea. It was scarcely over when Mr.
Gurney drove up in
William started for the Hall with Mary, walking at a brisk pace. It was not ten minutes' distance, but the evening was getting on. Henry Ashley met them as they entered, and began upon them in his crossest tones.
"Now what have you two got to say for yourselves? Here, I expect you, Mr. William, to pa.s.s the afternoon with me: the mother expects Mary: and nothing arrives but a milliner's box! And you make your appearance when it's pretty nearly time to go up to embellis.h.!.+"
"We stayed at the Vicarage, Henry; and I don't think mamma could want me. Anna Gurney was there."
"Rubbis.h.!.+ Who's Anna Gurney that she should upset things? I wanted William, and that's enough. Do you think you are to monopolize him, Mrs.
Mary, just because you happen to have married him?"
Mary went behind her brother, and playfully put her arms round his neck. "I will lend him to you now and then, if you are good," she whispered.
"You idle, inattentive girl! The mother wanted you to cut some hot-house flowers for the dinner-table."
"Did she? I will do it now."
"Listen to her! Do it now! when it has been done this hour past.
William, I don't intend to show up to-night."
"Why not?" asked William.
"It is a nuisance to change one's things: and my side's not over clever to-day: and the ungrateful delinquency of you two has put me out-of-sorts altogether," answered Henry, making up his catalogue.
"Condemning one to vain expectation, and to fretting and fuming over it!
I shan't show up. William must represent me."
"Yes, you will show up," replied William. "For you know that your not doing so would vex Mr. Ashley."
"A nice lot _you_ are to talk about vexing! You don't care how you vex me."
William gently took him by the arm. "Come along to your room now, and I will help you with your things. Once ready, you can do as you like about appearing."
"You treat me just as a child," grumbled Henry. "I say, do the judges come in their wigs?"
Mary broke into a laugh.
"Because that case of stuffed owls had better be ordered out of the hall. The animals may be looked upon as personal."
"I hope there's a good fire in your room, Henry."
"There had better be, unless the genius that presides over the fires in this household would like to feel the weight of my displeasure."
Mary went to find her mother; she was in her chamber, dressing.
"My dear child, how late you are!"
"There's plenty of time, mamma. We stayed at the parsonage. Anna Gurney was there. Henry says he is not very well."
"He says that always when William disappoints him. He will be all right now you have come. Go to your room, my dear, and I will send Sarah to you."
Mary was ready, and the maid gone, before William left Henry to come and dress on his own account. Mary wore white silk, with emerald ornaments.
"Shall I do, William?" asked she, when William came in.
"Do!" he answered, running his eyes over her. "No!"
"Why, what's the matter with me?" she cried, turning hurriedly to the great gla.s.s.
"This." He took her in his arms, and kissed her pa.s.sionately. "My darling wife! You will never 'do' without that."
It was not a formidable party at all, in defiance of Mary's antic.i.p.ations. The judges, divested of their flowing wigs and flaming robes, looked just like other men. Jane liked Sir William Leader, as Frank had told her she would; and Mr. Justice Keene was an easy, talkative man, fond of a good joke and a good dinner. Mr. Justice Keene seemed excessively to admire Mary Halliburton; and--there could be no doubt about it, and I hope the legal bench won't look grave at the reflection--seemed very much inclined to get up a flirtation with her over the coffee. Being a judge, I think the bishop ought to have read him a reprimand.
Standing at one end of the room, coffee-cups in hand, were Sir William Leader, the Dean of Helstonleigh, Mr. Ashley, and his son. They were talking of the Halliburtons. Sir William knew a good deal of their history from Frank.
"It is most wonderful!" Sir William was remarking. "Self-educated, self-supporting, and to be what they are!"