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〃Well； Hetty； if I am to speak candidly； I must say that I have
known Sidney Trefusis for a long time； and he is the easiest
person to get on with I ever met。 And you know； dear； that you
are very trying sometimes。〃
〃And so；〃 cried Henrietta； bursting into tears； 〃after the
infamous way he has treated me I am to be told that it is all my
own fault。〃
She left the house next day； having obtained another invitation
from a discreet lady who would not discuss the subject at all。
This proved quite intolerable； and Henrietta went to stay with
her uncle Daniel Jansenius； a jolly and indulgent man。 He opined
that things would come right as soon as both parties grew more
sensible； and； as to which of them was； in fault； his verdict
was； six of one and half a dozen of the other。 Whenever he saw
his niece pensive or tearful he laughed at her and called her a
grass widow。 Henrietta found that she could endure anything
rather than this。 Declaring that the world was hateful to her；
she hired a furnished villa in St。 John's Wood； whither she moved
in December。 But； suffering much there from loneliness； she soon
wrote a pathetic letter to Agatha； entreating her to spend the
approaching Christmas vacation with her； and promising her every
luxury and amusement that boundless affection could suggest and
boundless means procure。 Agatha's reply contained some
unlooked…for information。
〃Alton College； Lyvern；
〃14th December。
〃Dearest Hetty： I don't think I can do exactly what you want； as
I must spend Xmas with Mamma at Chiswick； but I need not get
there until Xmas Eve； and we break up here on yesterday week； the
20th。 So I will go straight to you and bring you with me to
Mamma's； where you will spend Xmas much better than moping in a
strange house。 It is not quite settled yet about my leaving the
college after this term。 You must promise not to tell anyone； but
I have a new friend herea lover。 Not that I am in love with
him； though I think very highly of himyou know I am not a
romantic fool； but he is very much in love with me； and I wish I
could return it as he deserves。 The French say that one person
turns the cheek and the other kisses it。 It has not got quite so
far as that with us； indeed； since he declared what he felt he
has only been able to snatch a few words with me when I have been
skating or walking。 But there has always been at least one word
or look that meant a great deal。
〃And now； who do you think he is？ He says he knows you。 Can you
guess？ He says you know all his secrets。 He says he knows your
husband well； that he treated you very badly； and that you are
greatly to be pitied。 Can you guess now？ He says he has kissed
youfor shame； Hetty！ Have you guessed yet？ He was going to tell
me something more when we were interrupted； and I have not seen
him since except at a distance。 He is the man with whom you
eloped that day when you gave us all such a frightMr。 Sidney。 I
was the first to penetrate his disguise； and that very morning I
had taxed him with it； and he had confessed it。 He said then that
he was hiding from a woman who was in love with him； and I should
not be surprised if it turned out to be true； for he is
wonderfully originalin fact what makes me like him is that he
is by far the cleverest man I have ever met； and yet he thinks
nothing of himself。 I cannot imagine what he sees in me to care
for； though he is evidently ensnared by my charms。 I hope he
won't find out how silly I am。 He called me his golden idol〃
Henrietta； with a scream of rage； tore the letter across； and
stamped upon it。 When the paroxysm subsided she picked up the
pieces； held them together as accurately as her trembling hands
could； and read on。
〃but he is not all honey； and will say the most severe things
sometimes if he thinks he ought to。 He has made me so ashamed of
my ignorance that I am resolved to stay here for another term at
least； and study as hard as I can。 I have not begun yet； as it is
not worth while at the eleventh hour of this term； but when I
return in January I will set to work in earnest。 So you may see
that his influence over me is an entirely good one。 I will tell
you all about him when we meet； for I have no time to say
anything now； as the girls are bothering me to go skating with
them。 He pretends to be a workman； and puts on our skates for us；
and Jane Carpenter believes that he is in love with her。 Jane is
exceedingly kindhearted； but she has a talent for making herself
ridiculous that nothing can suppress。 The ice is lovely； and the
weather jolly； we do not mind the cold in the least。 They are
threatening to go without megood…bye！
〃Ever your affectionate
〃Agatha。〃
Henrietta looked round for something sharp。 She grasped a pair of
scissors greedily and stabbed the air with them。 Then she became
conscious of her murderous impulse； and she shuddered at it； but
in a moment more her jealousy swept back upon her。 She cried； as
if suffocating； 〃I don't care； I should like to kill her！〃 But
she did not take up the scissors again。
At last she rang the bell violently and asked for a railway
guide。 On being told that there was not one in the house； she
scolded her maid so unreasonably that the girl said pertly that
if she were to be spoken to like that she should wish to leave
when her month was up。 This check brought Henrietta to her
senses。 She went upstairs and put on the first cloak at hand；
which was fortunately a heavy fur one。 Then she took her bonnet
and purse； left the house； hailed a passing hansom； and bade the
cabman drive her to St。 Pancras。
When the night came the air at Lyvern was like iron in the
intense cold。 The trees and the wind seemed ice…bound； as the
water was； and silence； stillness； and starlight； frozen hard；
brooded over the country。 At the chalet； Smilash； indifferent to
the price of coals； kept up a roaring fire that glowed through
the uncurtained windows； and tantalized the chilled wayfarer who
did not happen to know； as the herdsmen of the neighborhood did；
that he was welcome to enter and warm himself without risk of
rebuff from the tenant。 Smilash was in high spirits。 He had
become a proficient skater； and frosty weather was now a luxury
to him。 It braced him； and drove away his gloomy fits； whilst his
sympathies were kept awake and his indignation maintained at an
exhilarating pitch by the sufferings of the poor； who； unable to
afford fires or skating； warmed themselves in such sweltering
heat as overcrowding produces in all seasons。
It was Smilash's custom to make a hot drink of oatmeal and water
for himself at half…past nine o'clock each evening； and to go to
bed at ten。 He opened the door to throw out some water that
remained in the saucepan from its last cleansing。 It froze as it
fell upon the soil。 He looked at the night； and shook himself to
throw off an oppressive sensation of being clasped in the icy
ribs of the air； for the mercury had descended below the familiar
region of crisp and crackly cold and marked a temperature at
which the numb atmosphere seemed on the point of congealing into
black solidity。 Nothing was stirring。
〃By George！〃 he said； 〃this is one of those nights on which a
rich man daren't think！〃
He shut the door； hastened back to his fire； and set to work at
his caudle； which he watched and stirred with a solicitude that
would have amused a professed cook。 When it was done he poured it
into a large mug； where it steamed invitingly。 He took up some in
a spoon and blew upon it to cool it。 Tap； tap； tap； tap！
hurriedly at the door。
〃Nice night for a walk；〃 he said； putting down the spoon； then
shouting； 〃Come in。〃
The latch rose unsteadily； and Henrietta； with frozen tears on
her cheeks； and an unintelligible expression of wretchedness and
rage； appeared。 After an instant of amazement； he sprang to her
and clasped her in his arms； and she； against her will； and
protesting voicelessly； stumbled into his embrace。
〃You are frozen to death；〃 he exclaimed； carrying her to the
fire。 〃This seal jacket is like a sheet of ice。 So is your face〃
（kissing it）。 〃What is the matter？ Why do you struggle so？〃
〃Let me go；〃 she gasped； in a vehement whisper。 〃I hhate you。〃
〃My poor love； you are too cold to hate anyone even your
husband。 You must let me take off these atrocious French boots。
Your feet must be perfectly dead。〃
By this time her voice and tears were thawing in the warmth of
the chalet and of his caresses。 〃You shall not take them off；〃
she said； crying with cold and sorrow。 〃Let me alone。 Don't touch
me。 I am going awaystraight back。 I will not speak to you； nor
take off my things here； nor touch anything in the house。〃
〃No； my darling；〃 he said； putting her into a capacious wooden
armchair and busily unbuttoning her boots； 〃you shall do nothing
that you don't wish to do。 Your feet are like stones。 Yes； yes；
my dear； I am a wretch unworthy to live。 I know it。〃
〃Let me alone；〃 she said piteously。 〃I don't want your
attentions。 I have done with you for ever。〃
〃Come； you must drink some of this nasty stuff。 You will need
strength to tell your husband all the unpleasant things your soul
is charged with