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〃Well；〃 smiled Mr。 Carlyle； 〃in the first place； I suppose you could not always be with me。〃
Her hands fellher color faded。 〃Oh； Archibald！〃
〃If I do become their member； I must go up to town as soon as elected； and I don't think it will do for my little wife to be quitting her home to travel about just now。〃
Barbara's face wore a very blank look。 She could not dissent from Mr。 Carlyle's reasoning。
〃And you must remain in London to the end of the session； while I am here！ Separated！ Archibald；〃 she passionately added； while the tears gushed into her eyes。 〃I could not /live/ without you。〃
〃Then what is to be done？ Must I decline it？〃
〃Decline it！ Oh； of course not！ I know we are looking on the dark side of things。 I can go very well with you for a monthperhaps two。〃
〃You think so？〃
〃I am sure so。 And； mind you must not encourage mamma to talk me out of it。 Archibald；〃 she continued； resting her head upon his breast； her sweet face turned up beseechingly to his； 〃you would rather have me with you； would you not？〃
He bent his own down upon it。 〃What do you think about it； my darling？〃
Once morean opportune moment for her to enterLady Isabel。 Barbara heard her this time； and sprang away from her husband。 Mr。 Carlyle turned round at the movement； and saw Madame Vine。 She came forward； her lips ashy； her voice subdued。
Six months now had she been at East Lynne； and had hitherto escaped detection。 Time and familiarity render us accustomed to most things to danger among the rest； and she had almost ceased to fear recognition； livingso far as that point wentfar more peaceably than she had done at first。 She and the children were upon the best of terms。 She had greatly endeared herself to them； she loved them； and they loved herperhaps nature was asserting her own hidden claims。
She felt very anxious about William。 He seemed to grow weaker； and she determined to make her fears known to Mr。 Carlyle。
She quitted the parlor。 She had heard Mr。 Carlyle come in。 Crossing the hall； she tapped softly at the drawing…room door； and then as softly entered。 It was the moment of Mr。 Carlyle's loud greeting to his wife。 They stood together heedless of her。
Gliding out again； she paced the hall； her hands pressed upon her beating heart。 How /dared/ that heart rise up in sharp rebellion at these witnessed tokens of love？ Was Barbara not his wife？ Had she not a legal claim to all his tenderness？ Who was she that she should resent them in her jealousy？ What； though they had once been hers； hers only； had she not signed and sealed her own forfeit of them； and so made room for Barbara？
Back to the gray parlor； there she stood； her elbow on the mantelpiece； her eyes hidden by her hand。 Thus she remained for some minutes； and Lucy thought how sad she looked。
But Lucy felt hungry； and was casting longing glances to the tea… table。 She wondered how long her governess meant to keep it waiting。 〃Madame Vine；〃 cried she presently； 〃don't you know that tea is ready？〃
This caused Madame Vine to raise her eyes。 They fell on the pale boy at her feet。 She made no immediate answer； only placed her hand on Lucy's shoulder。
〃Oh； Lucy dear； II have many sorrows to bear。〃
〃The tea will warm you； and there is some nice jam；〃 was Miss Lucy's offered consolation。
〃Their greeting； tender as it may be； is surely over by this time；〃 thought Lady Isabel； an expression something like mockery curving her lips。 〃I will venture again。〃
Only to see him with his wife's face on his breast； and his lips bent upon it。 But they had heard her this time； and she had to advance； in spite of her spirit of misery and her whitened features。
〃Would you be so good sir； as to come and look at William？〃 she asked in a low tone； of Mr。 Carlyle。
〃Certainly。〃
〃What for？〃 interjected Barbara。
〃He looks very ill。 I do not like his looks。 I am fearing whether he can be worse than we have thought。〃
They went to the gray parlor； all three of them。 Mr。 Carlyle was in first； and had taken a long； silent look at William before the others entered。
〃What is he doing on the floor？〃 exclaimed Barbara； in her astonishment。 〃He should not lie on the floor； Madame Vine。〃
〃He lays himself down there at the dusk hour； and I cannot get him up again。 I try to persuade him to use the sofa； but it is of no use。〃
〃The floor will not hurt him；〃 said Mr。 Carlyle。 /This/ was the dark shade： his boy's failing health。
William opened his eyes。 〃Who's thatpapa？〃
〃Don't you feel well； William？〃
〃Oh； yes； I'm very well； but I am tired。〃
〃Why do you lie down here？〃
〃I like lying here。 Papa； that pretty white rabbit of mine is dead。〃
〃Indeed。 Suppose you get up and tell me all about it。〃
〃I don't know about it myself yet；〃 said William； softly rising。 〃The gardener told Lucy when she was out just now： I did not go； I was tired。 He said〃
〃What has tired you？〃 interrupted Mr。 Carlyle； taking hold of the boy's hand。
〃Oh； nothing。 I am always tired。〃
〃Do you tell Mr。 Wainwright that you are tired？〃
〃No。 Why should I tell him？ I wish he would not order me to take that nasty medicine； that cod liver oil。〃
〃But it is to make you strong； my boy。〃
〃It makes me sick。 I always feel sick after it； papa。 Madame Vine says I ought to have cream。 That would be nice。〃
〃Cream？〃 repeated Mr。 Carlyle； turning his eyes on Madame Vine。
〃I have known cream to do a great deal of good in a case like William's；〃 she observed。 〃I believe that no better medicine can be given； that it has in fact no substitute。〃
〃It can be tried；〃 said Mr。 Carlyle。
〃Pray give your orders； Madame Vine； for anything you think may be beneficial to him；〃 Mrs。 Carlyle added。 〃You have had more experience with children than I。 Joyce〃
〃What does Wainwright say？〃 interrupted Mr。 Carlyle； speaking to his wife； in his low tone。
〃I do not always see him when he comes； Archibald。 Madame Vine does； I believe。〃
〃Oh； dear！〃 cried Lucy； 〃can't we have tea？ I want some bread and jam。〃
Mr。 Carlyle turned round； smiled and nodded at her。 〃Patience is good for little girls； Miss Lucy。 Would you like some bread and jam； my boy？〃
William shook his head。 〃I can't eat jam。 I am only thirsty。〃
Mr。 Carlyle cast a long and intent look at him； and then left the room。 Lady Isabel followed him； her thoughts full of her ailing child。
〃Do you think him very ill； sir？〃 she whispered。
〃I think he looks so。 What does Mr。 Wainwright say？〃
〃He says nothing to me。 I have not inquired his true condition。 Until to…night it did not come to me that there was any apprehension。〃
〃Does he look so much worse to…night？〃
〃Not any worse than customary。 Latterly he had looked just like this in the evening。 It was a remark of Hannah's that roused my alarm： she thinks he is on the road to death。 What can we do to save him？〃
She clasped her hands as she spoke； in the intensity of her emotion。 She almost forgot； as they stood there together talking of the welfare of the child； their child； that he was no longer her husband。 Almost； not quite； utterly impossible would it be for her wholly to forget the dreadful present。 Neither he nor the child could again belong