Part 77 (2/2)
'You might save me the trouble of telling you, if you were clever. You know you do not speak of ”balance,” except--well, except where either the footing or the feet are somehow doubtful. You would not think of ”balance” as belonging to a mountain.'
'A mountain!' said the other, looking over at Esther, and still laughing.
'Yes; I grant you there is not much in common between the two things; only that element of undisturbableness. Do you know Miss Gainsborough?'
'I have not the honour. I have never met her before.'
'I must know her. Who can introduce me?' And finding her hostess at this moment near her, Betty went on: 'Dear Mrs. Chatsworth, do take me over and introduce me to Miss Gainsborough! I am filled with admiration and curiosity. But first, who is she?'
'I really can tell you little. She is a great favourite of my friend Miss Fairbairn; that is how I came to know her. She teaches in Mme.
Duval's school. She is English, I believe. Miss Fairbairn says she is very highly accomplished; and I believe it is true.'
'Well, please introduce me. I am dying to know her.'
The introduction was made; the gentleman who had been talking to Miss Gainsborough withdrew; the two girls were left face to face.
Yes, what a face! thought Betty, as soon as it was turned upon her; and with every minute of their being together the feeling grew. Not like any face she had ever seen in her life, Betty decided; what the difference was it took longer to determine. Good features, with refinement in every line of them; a fair, delicate skin, matching the pale brown hair, Betty had seen as good repeatedly. What she had not seen was what attracted her. The brow, broad and intellectual, had a most beautiful repose upon it; and from under it looked forth upon Betty two glorious grey eyes, pure, grave, thoughtful, penetrating, sweet. Yet more than all the rest, perhaps, which struck Miss Frere, was an expression, in mouth and eyes both, which is seen on no faces but of those who have gone through discipline and have learned the habit of self-renunciation, endurance, and loving ministry.
The two girls sat down together at Betty's instance.
'Will you forgive me?' she said. 'I am a stranger, but I do want to ask you a question or two. May I? and will you hear me patiently? I see you will.'
The other made a courteous, half smiling sign of a.s.sent, _not_ as if she were surprised. Betty noticed that.
'It is very bold, for a stranger,' she went on, making her observations while she spoke; 'but the thing is earnest with me, and I must seize my chance, if it _is_ a chance. It has happened,'--she lowered her voice somewhat and her words came slower,--'it has happened that I have been studying the subject of religion a good deal lately; it interests me; and I want to ask you, why did you sing that hymn?'
'That particular hymn?'
'No, no; I mean, why did you sing a hymn at all? It is not the usual thing, you know.'
'May I ask you a counter question? What should be the motive with which one sings, or does anything of the sort?'
'Motive? why, to please people, I suppose.'
'And you think my choice was not happy?'
'What does she ask me that for?' thought Betty; 'she knows, just as well as I do, what people thought of it. What is she up to?' But aloud she answered,--
'I think it was very happy, as regarded the choice of the hymn; it was peculiar, but very effective. My question meant, why did you sing a hymn at all?'
'I will tell you,' said the other. 'I do not know if you will understand me. I sang that, because I have given myself to Christ, and my voice must be used only as His servant.'
Quick as thought it flashed upon Betty, the words she had heard Pitt Dallas quote so lately, quote and descant upon, about giving his body 'a living sacrifice.' 'How you two think alike!' was her instant reflection; 'and how you would fit if you could come together!--which you never shall, if I can prevent it.' But her face showed only serious attention and interest.
'I do _not_ quite understand,' she said. 'Your words are so unusual'--
'I cannot put my meaning in simpler words.'
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