Part 7 (2/2)
Betty drew a long breath, and remained in consideration.
Then she said very gravely: ”I want you to tell me, Dr. Groves, quite truthfully, quite frankly--do not think that I shall be frightened whatever you say; I shall merely prepare for what may be--do you consider that I am going out of my mind?”
”I have not the least occasion for supposing so.”
”That,” said Betty, ”would be the most terrible thing of all. If I thought that, I would say right out to my aunt that I wished at once to be sent to an asylum.”
”You may set your mind at rest on that score.”
”But loss of memory is bad, but better than the other. Will these fits of failure come on again?”
”That is more than I can prognosticate; let us hope for the best. A complete change of scene, change of air, change of a.s.sociation----”
”Not to leave auntie!”
”No. I do not mean that, but to get away from London society. It may restore you to what you were. You never had those fits before?”
”Never, never, till I came to town.”
”And when you have left town they may not recur.”
”I shall take precious good care not to revisit London if it is going to play these tricks with me.”
That day Captain Fontanel called, and was vastly concerned to hear that Betty was unwell. She was not looking herself, he said, at the boat-race. He feared that the cold on the river had been too much for her. But he did trust that he might be allowed to have a word with her before she returned to Devons.h.i.+re.
Although he did not see Betty, he had an hour's conversation with Lady Lacy, and he departed with a smile on his face.
On the morrow he called again. Betty had so completely recovered that she was cheerful, and the pleasant colour had returned to her cheeks.
She was in the drawing-room along with her aunt when he arrived.
The captain offered his condolences, and expressed his satisfaction that her indisposition had been so quickly got over.
”Oh!” said the girl, ”I am as right as a trivet. It has all pa.s.sed off.
I need not have soaked in bed all yesterday, but that aunt would have it so. We are going down to our home to-morrow. Yesterday auntie was scared and thought she would have to postpone our return.”
Lady Lacy rose, made the excuse that she had the packing to attend to, and left the young people alone together. When the door was shut behind her, Captain Fontanel drew his chair close to that of the girl and said--
”Betty, you do not know how happy I have felt since you accepted me. It was a hurried affair in the boat-house, but really, time was running short; as you were off so soon to Devons.h.i.+re, I had to s.n.a.t.c.h at the occasion when there was no one by, so I seized old Time by the forelock, and you were so good as to say 'Yes.'”
”I--I----” stammered Betty.
”But as the thing was done in such haste, I came here to-day to renew my offer of myself, and to make sure of my happiness. You have had time to reflect, and I trust you do not repent.”
”Oh, you are so good and kind to me!”
”Dearest Betty, what a thing to say! It is I--poor, wretched, good-for-naught--who have cause to speak such words to you. Put your hand into mine; it is a short courts.h.i.+p of a soldier, like that of Harry V. and the fair Maid of France. 'I love you: then if you urge me farther than to say, ”Do you in faith?” I wear out my suit. Give me your answer; i' faith, do: and so clap hands and a bargain.' Am I quoting aright?”
Shyly, hesitatingly, she extended her fingers, and he clasped them.
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