sent to the station for her use.
"We shall find a good fire in the parlour at the hotel," said
Crosbie.
"Oh, I hope so," said Alexandrina, "and in the bedroom too."
The young husband felt himself to be offended, but he hardly knew
why. He felt himself to be offended, and with difficulty induced
himself to go through all those little ceremonies the absence of
which would have been remarked by everybody. He did his work,
however, seeing to all her shawls and wrappings, speaking with
good-nature to Hannah, and paying special attention to the
dressing-case.
"What time would you like to dine?" he asked, as he prepared to leave
her alone with Hannah in the bedroom.
"Whenever you please; only I should like some tea and
bread-and-butter presently."
Crosbie went into the sitting-room, ordered the tea and
bread-and-butter, ordered also the dinner, and then stood himself up
with his back to the fire, in order that he might think a little of
his future career.
He was a man who had long since resolved that his life should be a
success. It would seem that all men would so resolve, if the matter
were simply one of resolution. But the majority of men, as I take it,
make no such resolution, and very many men resolve that they will
be unsuccessful. Crosbie, however, had resolved on success, and had
done much towards carrying out his purpose. He had made a name for
himself, and had acquired a certain fame. That, however, was, as he
acknowledged to himself, departing from him. He looked the matter
straight in the face, and told himself that his fashion must be
abandoned; but the office remained to him. He might still rule over
Mr Optimist, and make a subservient slave of Butterwell. That must
be his line in life now, and to that line he would endeavour to be
true. As to his wife and his home,--he would look to them for his
breakfast, and perhaps his dinner. He would have a comfortable
arm-chair, and if Alexandrina should become a mother he would
endeavour to love his children; but above all things he would never
think of Lily. After that he stood and thought of her for half an
hour.
"If you please, sir, my lady wants to know at what time you have
ordered dinner."
"At seven, Hannah."
"My lady says she is very tired, and will lie down till dinner-time."
"Very well, Hannah. I will go into her room when it is time to dress.
I hope they are making you comfortable downstairs?"
Then Crosbie strolled out on the pier
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