Perhaps Mrs. Bute pulled the string unnecessarily tight. For though she

worked up Miss Crawley to a proper dislike of her disobedient nephew,

the invalid had a great hatred and secret terror of her victimizer, and

panted to escape from her. After a brief space, she rebelled against

Highgate and Hornsey utterly. She would go into the Park. Mrs. Bute

knew they would meet the abominable Rawdon there, and she was right.

One day in the ring, Rawdon's stanhope came in sight; Rebecca was

seated by him. In the enemy's equipage Miss Crawley occupied her usual

place, with Mrs. Bute on her left, the poodle and Miss Briggs on the

back seat. It was a nervous moment, and Rebecca's heart beat quick as

she recognized the carriage; and as the two vehicles crossed each other

in a line, she clasped her hands, and looked towards the spinster with

a face of agonized attachment and devotion. Rawdon himself trembled,

and his face grew purple behind his dyed mustachios. Only old Briggs

was moved in the other carriage, and cast her great eyes nervously

towards her old friends. Miss Crawley's bonnet was resolutely turned

towards the Serpentine. Mrs. Bute happened to be in ecstasies with the

poodle, and was calling him a little darling, and a sweet little zoggy,

and a pretty pet. The carriages moved on, each in his line.

"Done, by Jove," Rawdon said to his wife.

"Try once more, Rawdon," Rebecca answered. "Could not you lock your

wheels into theirs, dearest?"

Rawdon had not the heart for that manoeuvre. When the carriages met

again, he stood up in his stanhope; he raised his hand ready to doff

his hat; he looked with all his eyes. But this time Miss Crawley's

face was not turned away; she and Mrs. Bute looked him full in the

face, and cut their nephew pitilessly. He sank back in his seat with

an oath, and striking out of the ring, dashed away desperately

homewards.

It was a gallant and decided triumph for Mrs. Bute. But she felt the

danger of many such meetings, as she saw the evident nervousness of

Miss Crawley; and she determined that it was most necessary for her

dear friend's health, that they should leave town for a while, and

recommended Brighton very strongly.




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