the captives-第66部分
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Did Katherine have any scruples as she pursued her argument? A real glance at Maggie's confiding trustful gaze might have shaken her resolve。 This child who knew so little about anythingwas Skeaton the world for her? But Katherine had so many philanthropies that she was given to finishing one off a little abruptly in order to make ready for the next one。
She was interested just now in a scheme for adopting illegitimate babies。 She thought Maggie an 〃angel〃 and she just longed for her to be happy。 Nevertheless Maggie was very ignorant; and it was a little difficult to see what trade or occupation she would be able to adopt。 She was nearly well now and Katherine did not know quite what to do with her。 Here was an admirable marriage; something that would give a home and children and friends。 What could be better? She had just passed apparently through a love affair that could have led to no possible goodsolve the difficulty; make Maggie safe for life; and pass on to the illegitimate babies!
〃Of course; I don't love him;〃 said Maggie; staring in front of her。
〃But you like him;〃 said Katherine。 〃It isn't as though Paul were a very young man。 He wouldn't expect anything very romantic。 He isn't really a romantic man himself。〃
〃And I shall always love Martin;〃 pursued Maggie。
Katherine's own romance had fulfilled itself so thoroughly that it had almost ceased to be romantic。 The Trenchard blood in her made her a little impatient of unfulfilled romances。
〃Don't you think; Maggie; dear;〃 she said gently; 〃that it would be better to forget him?〃
〃No; I don't;〃 said Maggie; moving away from Katherine。 〃And I should have to tell Paul about him。 I'd tell Paul the exact truth; that if I married him it was because I liked him and I thought we'd be good friends。 I see quite clearly that I can't sit for ever waiting for Martin to come back; and the sooner I settle to something the better。 If Paul wants a friend I can be one; but I should never love himeven though Martin wasn't there。 And as to the managing; I'm dreadfully careless and forgetful。〃
〃You'd soon learn;〃 said Katherine。
〃Do you think I should?〃 asked Maggie。 〃I don't know; I'm sure。 As to Grace; I think we'd get on all right。 There's a greater difficulty than that though。〃
〃What?〃 asked Katherine as Maggie hesitated。
〃Religion;〃 said Maggie。 〃Paul's a clergyman and I don't believe in his religion at all。 Two months ago I'd have said I hated all religionand so would you if you'd had a time like me。 But since Martin's gone I'm not so sure。 There's some…thing I want to find out 。 。 。 But Paul's found out everything。 He's quite sure and certain。 I'd have to tell him I don't believe in any of his faith。〃
〃Tell him。 of course;〃 said Katherine。 〃I think he knows that already。 He's going to convert you。 He looks forward to it。 If he hadn't been so lazy he'd have been a missionary。〃
〃Tell me about Skeaton;〃 said Maggie。
〃I've only been there once;〃 said Katherine。 〃Frankly; I didn't like it very much; but then I'm so used to the Glebeshire sea that it all seemed rather tame。 There was a good deal of sand blowing about the day I was there; but Paul's house is nice with a garden and a croquet…lawn; andandOh! very nice; and nice people next door I believe。〃
〃I'm glad it's not like Glebeshire;〃 said Maggie。 〃That's a point in its favour。 I want to be somewhere where everything is quiet and orderly; and every one knows their own mind and all the bells ring at the right time and no one's strange or queer; andmost of all where no one's afraid of anything。 All my life I've been with people who were afraid and I've been afraid myself。 Now Paul and Grace are not afraid of anything。〃
〃No; they're not;〃 said Katherine; laughing。
Suddenly Maggie broke out:
〃Katherine! Tell me truly。 Does Paul want me; does he need me? Does he indeed?〃
The storm of appeal in Maggie's voice made Katherine suddenly shy; there was a hint at loneliness and desolation there that was something beyond her reach。 She wanted to help。 She was suddenly frightened at her urging of Paul's suit。 Something seemed to say to her: 〃Leave this alone。 Don't take the responsibility of this。 You don't understand 。 。 。〃
But another voice said: 〃Poor child 。 。 。 all alone; penniless; without a friend。 What a chance for her! Paul such a kind man。〃
So she kissed Maggie; and said: 〃He wants you dreadfully; Maggie dear。〃
Maggie's cheeks flushed。
〃That's nice;〃 she said in her most ordinary voice。 〃Because no one ever has before; you know。〃
Paul's proposal came the very next day。 It came after luncheon in a corner of the drawing…room。
Maggie knew quite well that it was coming。 She was lying in a long chair near the fire; a shawl over her knees。 It was a blustering day at the end of February。 The windows rattled; and the wind rushing down the chimney blew the flame into little flags and pennants of colour。
Paul came and stood by the fire; warming his hands; his legs spread out。 Maggie looked at him with a long comprehensive glance that took him in from head to foot。 She seemed to know then that she was going to marry him。 A voice seemed to say to her: 〃Look at him well。 This is the man you're going to live with。 You'd better realise him。〃
She did realise him; his white hair; his rosy cheeks; his boyish nose and mouth and rounded chin; his broad chest; thick long legs and large white handssoft perhaps; but warm and comfortable and safe。 Maggie could think of little else as she looked at him but of how nice it would be to lay her head back on that broad chest; feel his arms around her; and forgetforgetforget!
That was what she neededforgetfulness and work 。 。 。 She did not love himno; not one little atom。 She had never felt less excitement about anybody; but she liked him; respected him; and trusted him。 And he wanted her; wanted her desperately; Katherine had said; that was the chief thing of all。
〃Maggie!〃 he said suddenly; turning round to her。 〃Would you ever think of marrying me ?〃
She liked that directness and simplicity; characteristic of him。
She looked up at him。
〃I don't think I'd be much of a success; Paul;〃 she said。
He saw at once from that that she did not intend instantly to refuse him。 His rosy cheeks took on an added tinge of colour and he caught a chair; drew it up to her long one and sat down; bending eagerly towards her。
〃Leave that to me;〃 he said。
〃I oughtn't to think of it;〃 she answered; shaking her head。 〃And for very good reasons。 For one thing I'm not in love with you; for another I'm not religious; and for a third I'm so careless that I'd never do for your wife。〃
〃Of course I knew about the first;〃 he said eagerly。 〃I knew you didn't love me; but that will come; Maggie。 It MUST come 。 。 。〃
Maggie shook her head。 〃I love some one else;〃 she said; 〃and I always will。 But he's gone away and will never come back。 I've made up my mind to that。 But if he did come back and wanted me I couldn't promise that I wouldn't〃 She broke off。 〃You can see that it wouldn't do。〃
〃No; I can't see;〃 he said; taking her hand。 〃I can see that you like me; Maggie。 I can see that we're splendid friends。 If your otherfriendhas left you altogether; thenwell; time makes a great difference in those things。 I think after we'd been together a littleOh; Maggie; do!〃 he broke off just like a boy。 〃Do! We suit each other so well that we MUST be happy; and then Grace likes you she likes you very much。 She does indeed。〃
〃Let's leave Grace out of this;〃 Maggie said firmly。 〃It's between you and me; Paul。 It's nobody else's affair。 What about the other two objections? I don't believe in your faith at all; and I'm unpunctual and forgetful; and break things。〃
Strangely she was wanting him urgently now to reassure her。 She realised that if now he withdrew she would be faced with a loneliness more terrible than anything that she had known since Martin had left her。 The warm pressure of his hand about hers reassured her。
〃Maggie dear;〃 he said softly; 〃I love you better because you're young and unformed。 I can help you; dear; and you can help me; of course; I'm a dreadful old buffer in many ways。 I'm forty; you know; and you're such a child。 How old are you; Maggie?〃
〃Twenty;〃 she said。
〃Twenty! Fancy! And you can like an old parsonwell; well 。 。 。 If you care for me nothing else matters。 God will see to the rest。〃
〃I don't like leaving things to other people;〃 Maggie said slowly。 〃Now I suppose I've shocked you。 But there you are; I shall always be shocking you。〃
〃Nothing that you can say will shock me;〃 he answered firmly。 〃Do you know that that's part of the charm you have for me; you dear little wild thing? If you will come and live with me perhaps you will see how God works; how mysterious are His ways; and what He means to do for you〃
Maggie shivered: 〃Oh; now you're talking like Aunt Anne。 I don't want to feel that I'm something that some one can do what he likes with。 I'm not。〃
〃No。 I know you're not;〃 Paul answered eagerly。 〃You're very independent。 I admire that in youand so does Grace〃
〃Would Grace like us to marry?〃 asked Maggie。
〃It's the desire of her heart;〃 said Paul。
〃But how can you want to marry me when you know I don't love you ?〃
〃Love's a strange thing。 Companionship can make great changes。 You like me。 That is enough for the present。 I can be patient。 I'm not an impetuous man。〃
He was certainly not。 He was just a large warm comfortable creature far; far from the terrified and strangely travelled soul of Martin 。 。 。 Insensibly; hardly realising what she did; Maggie was drawn towards Paul。 He drew close to her; moved on to the sofa; and then with one arm about her let her head rest against his chest。 Maggie could neither move nor speak。 She only felt a warm comfort; an intense desire for rest。
Very; very gently he bent down and kissed her forehead。 The clock ticked on。 The flames of the fire spurted and fell。 Maggie's eyes closed; she gave a little sigh; and soon; her cheek against his waistcoat; like a little child; was fast asleep。
The engagement was a settled thing。 Every one in the house was relieved。 Maggie herself felt as though she had found lights and safety; running from a wood full of lonel