The Wheeling daily register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1864-1878, 1869-03-20
HE KNEW HE WAS RIGHT.
BY ANTHONY TRoLLoPE.
CHAPTER XXXVII.
T Continued. |
TCOntiRued.1

COntinaed.l
80 course know" said Trevelysn,
when the third twist up the mountain
had been overcome, that people tax
about me and my wife. 1t is part OF
the punishment for the mistake that
one makes"
at is a sad affair altogether"
"The saddest in the world. Lady
Milborough has no doubt spoken to you
about it,"
"WeIl,-yes she has"
Chow could she help iti / am not
such fool as to suppose that people are
to hold their tongues about me more
than they do about Others. Intimate as
she is with you, of course she has spoken
to you" =. |
IL was in hopes that something might
have been done by this time"
Nothing has been done. Sometimes
think shall put an end to myself, It'll
makes me 50 wretched."
"Then why don't you agree to forget
and forgive and have done with it 7"
"That is so easily said,-se easily
said" After this they walked on in
silence for considerable distance. Mr..
GIascock was not anxious to talk about
Treyelyan's wife, but he did wish to ask
a~o4fic-, ..hnut Mrs. Trevelyan's
sister, If only this could be done without
telling too much of his own secret.
"Hhere is nothing | think so grand as
walking up mountain" he said after a
while.
"Its all very WE'LL" said Trevelyan,
in tone which seemed to imply that
to him in his present miserable cOndi
tion all TecreatiOus, exercises, and Oc-
Cupations were mere leather and prua-
ella.
IL don't mean, you know, in the Al
pine Club way said GlascOck. "IR
too old and 100 stiff for that. But when |
the path is good, and the air not toe
cold, and when it is neither showing nor |
thawing nor raining, and when the sun
isn't hot, and you've got plenty of time,
and know that you can stop any nome 1t |
you like and be pushed up by carriage, |
do think walking mp mountain is |
very Gne,-if yeu've got proper shoes |
and good stick, and il isn't too soon |
after dinner. There's nothing like the |
air OF the Alps" And Mr.. Glascock re-
newed his pace, aud stretched himself
against the hill at the rate of three miles
an hour.
al used to be very fond of Switzer-
land, - said Trevelyau, "but don't care
about it now. My eye has lost all its
taste"
cit isn't the eve" said Glascock.
"Well, no. The truth is that, when
one is absolutely unhappy, one cannot
revel in the imagination. | don't be-
lieve in the miseries of a poet"
81 yaiI ~
poet should have good digestion.
By the by, Mrs. Trevelyan and her sis
ter went down to Nuncombe Putney, in |
Devonshire."
They did 60 there
"Have they moved siucei A very
pretty place is Nuncombe Putney."
"You have been there, then ~
Mr.. Glascock blushed again. He was
certainly an awkward man, saying
things that he ought not to say, and |
telling secrets which ought not to have
been told. "Well,-yes. l have been
there,-ss it happens"
Just lately, do you mean r.
Mr.. Glascock paused, hoping 60 find
his way out of the scrape, but soon per-
celved that there was no way ont. He
could not lie, even in an affair of love,
and was altogether destitute of those
honest subterfuges-subterfu honest
in such a pOsitiOn-Of which a dozen
would have been at once at the COM
mand Of any woman, and with one
Of which, sufficient for the moment,
most men would have been able to arm
themselves. Indeed, yes, he said, al.
most Stammering as be spoke. at was
lately,-since your wife went there"
Trevelyan, though he had been told of
the possibility of Mr.. Glascock's court
ship, felt himself almost aggrieved by
this mans intrusion on his wite's Re
treat. Had he not sent her there that
she might be private; and what right
had any one to invade such priyacyi
81 suppose had better tell the truth at
once" said Mr.. Glascock. 81 went to see
Miss Rowley."
80, indeed"
"My secret will be safe with you, l
know"
II did not know that there was u
secret" said Trevelyan. 81 should
have thought that they would have told
me-"
II don't see that. However, it doesn't
matter much. l got nothing by my
arc Tue ladies' still at Nun
combe Putney :" t
mo, they have moved from there to {
London"
Not back to Carzon S,reet,n
10 dear, no. There is no house in
CurzOn Street for them now" This
said in tone so sad that it almost md
Mr.. GlascOck weep. "They are stayinS :
with an aunt OF theirs,-out to the east /
Of the city"
SAT st. Diddnlph'sp 1
"Yes,-with Mr.. Clubhouse, the clergy
man there. You can't conceive what it
is not be able to sec your own child;
and yet, how ca | take the boy from
her r.
"Of course not. He's only q baby"
And yet all this is brought on me
solely oy her obstinacy. God knows,
however, dom. want to saw a word
against her. People choose to say that
am to blame, and they NAV saw so. for