Satisfied with silencing all opposition, and seeing that the majority was with her, Lady Geraldine persisted in her course; and I was glad she was incorrigible, because her faults entertained me. As to love, I thought I was perfectly safe; because, though I admired her quickness and cleverness, yet I still, at times, perceived, or fancied I perceived, some want of polish, and elegance, and tact. She was not exactly cut out according to my English pattern of a woman of fashion; so I thought I might amuse myself without danger, as it was partly at her ladyship’s expense. But about this time I was alarmed for myself by a slight twinge of jealousy. As I was standing lounging upon the steps at the hall-door, almost as ennuyé as usual, I saw a carriage at a distance, between the trees, driving up the approach; and, at the same instant, I heard Lady Geraldine’s eager voice in the hall, “Oh! they are coming; he is coming; they are come. Run, Miss Bland, run, and give Lord Craiglethorpe my message before he gets out of the carriage—before any body sees him.”
Afraid of hearing what I should not hear, I walked down the steps deliberately, and turned into a shrubbery-walk, to leave the coast clear. Out ran Miss Bland: and then it was that I felt the twinge—very slight, however. “Who is this Lord Craiglethorpe, with whom Lady Geraldine is on such favourable terms? I wonder what kind of looking man he is; and what could the message mean?—but, at all events, it cannot concern me; yet I am curious to see this Lord Craiglethorpe. I wonder any woman can like a man with so strange a name: but does she like him, after all?—Why do I plague myself about it?”
As I returned from my saunter, I was met by Miss Bland.
“A charming day, ma’am,” said I, endeavouring to pass on.
“A charming day, my lord! But I must stop your lordship a moment. Oh, I am so out of breath—I went the wrong way——”
“The wrong way! Indeed! I am sorry. I am concerned you should have had so much trouble.”
“No trouble in the world. Only I want to beg you’ll keep our secret—my Lady Geraldine’s secret.”
“Undoubtedly, madam—a man of honour—Lady Geraldine cannot doubt—her ladyship’s secret is perfectly safe.”
“But do you know it? You don’t know it yet, my lord.”
“Pardon me; I was on the steps just now. I thought you saw me.”