Cruel As The Grave
Page 50The maid quickly and skilfully arranged her mistress's hair in its
natural golden ringlets, that needed no ornament whatever. And when her
toilet was complete, Rosa Blondelle's fair beauty was even more
resplendent than usual, from its contrast with the rich blackness of her
dress.
"'A star upon the brow of night!'" quoted Sybil, as she entered the room
and stood for a moment in involuntary admiration. Then, with a smile,
she drew the arm of her guest within her own and led her off to the
supper-table, where they were joined by Mr. Berners.
It was a warm wainscotted little room, with crimson carpet and crimson
curtains, a good open fire of hickory wood, and a small, but luxuriously
Mr. Berners led their guest to her place at the board, and left his wife
to follow. These courtesies were no doubt due the visitor, yet they made
the wife's heart ache. She hated to miss the attentions her husband had
always hitherto bestowed on her alone; and she hated more to see them
lavished on another, and that other a beautiful, fascinating, and, as
she half suspected, most dangerous woman. It was in vain she said to
herself that these attentions were no more than any gentleman should
show to the invited visitor of his wife. She could not argue away her
heartache. She could not endure to see her husband touch the beauty's
hand. It drove her almost out of her self-possession to see their eyes
invited this fatal beauty to her house! And yet she pitied the
friendless stranger too, and she struggled bravely against those
feelings of jealousy and hatred that were creeping into her heart. And,
in fact, from this time the whole inner life of Sybil Berners became one
hard struggle between her passions and her reason. And this struggle
soon manifested itself in a series of inconsistencies of conduct that
were perfectly incomprehensible to both Lyon Berners and Rosa Blondelle.
For instance, on this first night at home, while they sat at the
supper-table. Sybil was silent, abstracted, and depressed. Her
companions mentally ascribed her condition to fatigue; but Sybil then
effort, and offered to attend Mrs. Blondelle back again to that lady's
chamber; and when they got there, even lingered a little while, and very
kindly repeated her request that if Rosa should be frightened in the
night, she should run up the communicating stairs and rap at Sybil's
bedroom door for assistance. And then Sybil bade her visitor
good-night, and vanished up the stairs.
The travellers were all very tired, and so, notwithstanding Rosa's fears
and Sybil's jealousy, they were all soon fast asleep.