SHOWING THAT A MAN SHOULD NOT HOWL.
Arthur Fletcher, in his letter to Mrs Lopez, had told her that when he found out who was to be his antagonist at Silverbridge, it was too late for him to give up the contest.He was, he said, bound in faith to continue it by what had passed between himself and others.But in truth he had not reached this conclusion without some persuasion from others.He had been at Longbarns with his brother when he first heard that Lopez intended to stand, and he at once signified his desire to give way.The information reached him from Mr Frank Gresham, of Greshambury, a gentleman connected with the De Courcys who was now supposed to represent the De Courcy interest in the county, and who had first suggested to Arthur that he should come forward.It was held at Longbarns that Arthur was bound in honour to Mr Gresham and to Mr Gresham's friends, and to this opinion he had yielded.
Since Emily Wharton's marriage her name had never been mentioned at Longbarns in Arthur's presence.When he was away,--and of course his life was chiefly passed in London,--old Mrs Fletcher was free enough in her abuse of the silly creature who had allowed herself to be taken out of her own rank by a Portuguese Jew.But she had been made to understand by her elder son, the lord of Longbarns, that not a word was to be said when Arthur was there.'I think he ought to be taught to forget her.' Mrs Fletcher had said.But John in his own quiet but imperious way, had declared that there were some men to whom such lessons could not be taught, and that Arthur was one of them.'Is he never to get a wife, then?' Mrs Fletcher had asked.John wouldn't pretend to answer the question, but was quite sure that his brother would not be tempted into other matrimonial arrangements by anything that could be said against Emily Lopez.When Mrs Fletcher declared her extreme anger that Arthur was a fool for his trouble, John did not contradict her, but declared that the folly was of a nature to require tender treatment.
Matters were in this condition at Longbarns when Arthur communicated to his brother the contents of Mr Gresham's letter, and expressed his own purpose of giving up Silverbridge.'Idon't quite see that,' said John.
'No;--and it is impossible that you should be expected to see it.I don't quite know how to talk about it even to you, though I think you are about the softest-hearted fellow out.'
'I don't acknowledge the soft heart,--but go on.'
'I don't want to interfere with that man.I have a sort of feeling that as he has got her he might as well have the seat too.'
'The seat, as you call it, is not there for his gratification or for yours.The seat is there in order that the people of Silverbridge may be represented in Parliament.'
'Let them get somebody else.I don't want to put myself in opposition to him, and I certainly do not want to oppose her.'
'They can't change their candidate in that way at a day's notice.
You would be throwing Gresham over, and, if you ask me, I think that is a thing you have no right to do.This objection of yours is sentimental, and there is nothing of which a man should be so much in dread is sentimentalism.It is not your fault that you oppose Mr Lopez.You were in the field first, and you must go on with it.' John Fletcher, when he spoke in this way, was, at Longbarns, always supposed to be right; and on the present occasion he, as usual, prevailed.Then Arthur Fletcher wrote his letter to the lady.He would not have liked to have had it known that the composition and copying of that little note had cost him an hour.He had wished that she should understand his feelings, and yet it was necessary that he should address her in words that should be perfectly free from affection or emotion.He must let her know that, though he wrote to her, the letter was for her husband as well as for herself, and he must do this in a manner which would not imply any fear that his writing to her would be taken amiss.The letter when completed was at any rate simple and true; and yet, as we know, it was taken very much amiss.
Arthur Fletcher had by no means recovered from the blow he had received that day when Emily had told him everything down by the river side; but then, it must be said of him, that he had no intention of recovery.He was as a man who, having taken a burden on his back, declares to himself that he will, for certain reasons, carry it throughout his life.The man knows that with the burden he cannot walk as men walk who are unencumbered, but for those reasons of his he has chosen to lade himself, and having done so he abandons regret and submits to his circumstances.So had it been with him.He would make no attempts to throw off the load.It was now far back in his life, as much at least as three years, since he at first assured himself of his desire to make Emily Wharton the companion of his life.From that day she had been the pivot on which his whole existence had moved.She had refused his offers more than once, but had done so with so much tender kindness, that, though he had found himself to be wounded and bruised, he had never abandoned his object.Her father and all his own friends encouraged him.
He was continually told that her coldness was due to the simple fact that she had not yet learned to give her heart away.And so he had persevered, being ever thoroughly intent on his purpose, till he was told by herself that her love was given to this other man.
