ou mean? There has been a cabal against James from the first
to make him lay aside his principles, and I cannot regret his refusal
to submit to improper dictation, at whatever cost to myself.'
'I am afraid he better knows than you do what that cost is likely to
be.'
'Does he think I cannot bear poverty?' exclaimed Isabel.
'He had not said so--' began Louis; 'but--'
'You both think me a poor, helpless creature,' said Isabel, her eyes
kindling as they had done in the midst of danger. 'I can do better
than you think. I may be able myself to do something towards our
maintenance.'
He could not help answering, in the tone that gave courtesy to almost
any words, 'I am afraid it does not answer for the wife to be the
bread-winner.'
'Then you doubt my writing being worth anything?' she asked, in a hurt
tone of humility. 'Tell me candidly, for it would be the greatest
kindness;' and her eye unconsciously sought the bag where lay Sir
Hubert, whom all this time her imagination was exalting, as the hero
who would free them from their distresses.
'Worth much pleasure to me, to the world at large,' said Louis;
'but--you told me to speak plainly--to your home, would any
remuneration be worth your own personal care?'
Isabel coloured, but did not speak.
Louis ventured another sentence--'It is a delicate subject, but you
must know better than I how far James would be likely to bear that
another, even you, should work for his livelihood.'
When Isabel spoke again, it was to ask further particulars; and when he
had told all, she found solace in exclaiming at the folly and injustice
of James's enemies, until the sense of fairness obliged him to say, 'I
wish the right and the wrong ever were fairly divided in this world;
and yet perhaps it is best as it is: the grain of right on either side
may save the sin from being a presumptuous one.'
'It would be hard to find the one grain of right on the part of the
Ramsbotham cabal.'
'Perhaps you would not think so, if you were a boy's mother.'
'Oh!' cried Isabel, with tears in her eyes, 'if he thought he had been
too hasty, he always made such reparation that only cowards could help
being touched. I'm sure they deserved it, and much more.'
'No doubt,' said Louis; 'but, alas! if all had their deserts--'
'Then you really think he was too severe?'
'I think his constitutional character was hardly fit for so trying a
post, and that his family and school troubles reac
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