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Louisa Pallant
by
But I went on. “If you think she’s in danger already I’ll carry him off to-morrow.”
“It would be the best thing you could do.”
“I don’t know–I should be very sorry to act on a false alarm. I’m very well here; I like the place and the life and your society. Besides, it doesn’t strike me that–on her side–there’s any real symptom.”
She looked at me with an air I had never seen in her face, and if I had puzzled her she repaid me in kind. “You’re very annoying. You don’t deserve what I’d fain do for you.”
What she’d fain do for me she didn’t tell me that day, but we took up the subject again. I remarked that I failed to see why we should assume that a girl like Linda–brilliant enough to make one of the greatest– would fall so very easily into my nephew’s arms. Might I enquire if her mother had won a confession from her, if she had stammered out her secret? Mrs. Pallant made me, on this, the point that they had no need to tell each other such things–they hadn’t lived together twenty years in such intimacy for nothing. To which I returned that I had guessed as much, but that there might be an exception for a great occasion like the present. If Linda had shown nothing it was a sign that for HER the occasion wasn’t great; and I mentioned that Archie had spoken to me of the young lady only to remark casually and rather patronisingly, after his first encounter with her, that she was a regular little flower. (The little flower was nearly three years older than himself.) Apart from this he hadn’t alluded to her and had taken up no allusion of mine. Mrs. Pallant informed me again–for which I was prepared–that I was quite too primitive; after which she said: “We needn’t discuss the case if you don’t wish to, but I happen to know–how I obtained my knowledge isn’t important–that the moment Mr. Parker should propose to my daughter she’d gobble him down. Surely it’s a detail worth mentioning to you.”
I sought to defer then to her judgement. “Very good. I’ll sound him. I’ll look into the matter tonight.”
“Don’t, don’t; you’ll spoil everything!” She spoke as with some finer view. “Remove him quickly–that’s the only thing.”
I didn’t at all like the idea of removing him quickly; it seemed too summary, too extravagant, even if presented to him on specious grounds; and moreover, as I had told Mrs. Pallant, I really had no wish to change my scene. It was no part of my promise to my sister that, with my middle-aged habits, I should duck and dodge about Europe. So I temporised. “Should you really object to the boy so much as a son-in- law? After all he’s a good fellow and a gentleman.”
“My poor friend, you’re incredibly superficial!” she made answer with an assurance that struck me.
The contempt in it so nettled me in fact that I exclaimed: “Possibly! But it seems odd that a lesson in consistency should come from YOU.”
I had no retort from her on this, rather to my surprise, and when she spoke again it was all quietly. “I think Linda and I had best withdraw. We’ve been here a month–it will have served our purpose.”
“Mercy on us, that will be a bore!” I protested; and for the rest of the evening, till we separated–our conversation had taken place after dinner at the Kursaal–she said little, preserving a subdued and almost injured air. This somehow didn’t appeal to me, since it was absurd that Louisa Pallant, of all women, should propose to put me in the wrong. If ever a woman had been in the wrong herself–! I had even no need to go into that. Archie and I, at all events, usually attended the ladies back to their own door–they lived in a street of minor accommodation at a certain distance from the Rooms–where we parted for the night late, on the big cobblestones, in the little sleeping German town, under the closed windows of which, suggesting stuffy interiors, our cheerful English partings resounded. On this occasion indeed they rather languished; the question that had come up for me with Mrs. Pallant appeared–and by no intention of mine–to have brushed the young couple with its chill. Archie and Linda too struck me as conscious and dumb.