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A Difficult Case
by
XIII.
The time had come when the minister must seek refuge and counsel with his wife. He went to her as a troubled child goes to its mother, and she heard the confession of his strange experience with the motherly sympathy which performs the comforting office of perfect intelligence. If she did not grasp its whole significance, she seized what was perhaps the main point, and she put herself in antagonism to the cause of his morbid condition, while administering an inevitable chastisement for the neglect of her own prevision.
“That terrible old man,” she said, “has simply been draining the life out of you, Clarence. I saw it from the beginning, and I warned you against it; but you wouldn’t listen to me. Now I suppose you will listen, after the doctor tells you that you’re in danger of nervous prostration, and that you’ve got to give up everything and rest. I think you’ve been in danger of losing your reason, you’ve overworked it so; and I sha’n’t be easy till I’ve got you safely away at the seaside, and out of the reach of that–that vampire.”
“Emily!” the minister protested. “I can’t allow you to use such language. At the worst, and supposing that he has really been that drain upon me which you say (though I don’t admit it), what is my life for but to give to others?”
“But my life isn’t for you to give to others, and your life is mine, and I think I have some right to say what shall be done with it, and I don’t choose to have it used up on old Hilbrook.” It passed through Ewbert’s languid thought, which it stirred to a vague amusement, that the son of an older church than the Rixonite might have found in this thoroughly terrestrial attitude of his wife a potent argument for sacerdotal celibacy; but he did not attempt to formulate it, and he listened submissively while she went on: “One thing: I am certainly not going to let you see him again till you’ve seen the doctor, and I hope he won’t come about. If he does, I shall see him.”
The menace in this declaration moved Ewbert to another protest, which he worded conciliatingly: “I shall have to let you. But I know you won’t say anything to convey a sense of responsibility to him. I couldn’t forgive myself if he were allowed to feel that he had been preying upon me. The fact is, I’ve been overdoing in every way, and nobody is to blame for my morbid fancies but myself. I should blame myself very severely if you based any sort of superstition on them, and acted from that superstition.”
“Oh, you needn’t be afraid!” said Mrs. Ewbert. “I shall take care of his feelings, but I shall have my own opinions, all the same, Clarence.”
Whether a woman with opinions so strong as Mrs. Ewbert’s, and so indistinguishable from her prejudices, could be trusted to keep them to herself, in dealing with the matter in hand, was a question which her husband felt must largely be left to her goodness of heart for its right solution.
When Hilbrook came that night, as usual, she had already had it out with him in several strenuous reveries before they met, and she was able to welcome him gently to the interview which she made very brief. His face fell in visible disappointment when she said that Mr. Ewbert would not be able to see him, and perhaps there was nothing to uplift him in the reasons she gave, though she obscurely resented his continued dejection as a kind of ingratitude. She explained that poor Mr. Ewbert was quite broken down, and that the doctor had advised his going to the seaside for the whole of August, where he promised everything from the air and the bathing. Mr. Ewbert merely needed toning up, she said; but to correct the impression she might be giving that his breakdown was a trifling matter, she added that she felt very anxious about it, and wanted to get him away as soon as possible. She said with a confidential effect, as of something in which Hilbrook could sympathize with her: “You know it isn’t merely his church work proper; it’s his giving himself spiritually to all sorts of people so indiscriminately. He can’t deny himself to any one; and sometimes he’s perfectly exhausted by it. You must come and see him as soon as he gets back, Mr. Hilbrook. He will count upon it, I know; he’s so much interested in the discussions he has been having with you.”