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with a kind of wild irrelevance and never to failone or the other
of the precious question that had helped us through many a peril。
〃When do you think he WILL come？ Don't you think we OUGHT
to write？〃there was nothing like that inquiry； we found
by experience； for carrying off an awkwardness。 〃He〃 of course
was their uncle in Harley Street； and we lived in much profusion
of theory that he might at any moment arrive to mingle in our circle。
It was impossible to have given less encouragement than he had done
to such a doctrine； but if we had not had the doctrine to fall back upon
we should have deprived each other of some of our finest exhibitions。
He never wrote to themthat may have been selfish； but it was a part
of the flattery of his trust of me； for the way in which a man
pays his highest tribute to a woman is apt to be but by the more
festal celebration of one of the sacred laws of his comfort；
and I held that I carried out the spirit of the pledge given not
to appeal to him when I let my charges understand that their own
letters were but charming literary exercises。 They were too beautiful
to be posted； I kept them myself； I have them all to this hour。
This was a rule indeed which only added to the satiric effect of my being
plied with the supposition that he might at any moment be among us。
It was exactly as if my charges knew how almost more awkward
than anything else that might be for me。 There appears to me；
moreover； as I look back； no note in all this more extraordinary
than the mere fact that； in spite of my tension and of their triumph；
I never lost patience with them。 Adorable they must in truth
have been； I now reflect； that I didn't in these days hate them！
Would exasperation； however； if relief had longer been postponed；
finally have betrayed me？ It little matters； for relief arrived。
I call it relief； though it was only the relief that a snap brings
to a strain or the burst of a thunderstorm to a day of suffocation。
It was at least change； and it came with a rush。
XIV
Walking to church a certain Sunday morning； I had little Miles at my side
and his sister； in advance of us and at Mrs。 Grose's； well in sight。
It was a crisp； clear day； the first of its order for some time；
the night had brought a touch of frost； and the autumn air； bright and sharp；
made the church bells almost gay。 It was an odd accident of thought
that I should have happened at such a moment to be particularly
and very gratefully struck with the obedience of my little charges。
Why did they never resent my inexorable； my perpetual society？
Something or other had brought nearer home to me that I had all but pinned
the boy to my shawl and that； in the way our companions were marshaled
before me； I might have appeared to provide against some danger of rebellion。
I was like a gaoler with an eye to possible surprises and escapes。
But all this belongedI mean their magnificent little surrender
just to the special array of the facts that were most abysmal。
Turned out for Sunday by his uncle's tailor； who had had a free
hand and a notion of pretty waistcoats and of his grand little air；
Miles's whole title to independence； the rights of his sex and situation；
were so stamped upon him that if he had suddenly struck for freedom
I should have had nothing to say。 I was by the strangest of chances
wondering how I should meet him when the revolution unmistakably occurred。
I call it a revolution because I now see how； with the word he spoke；
the curtain rose on the last act of my dreadful drama； and the catastrophe
was precipitated。 〃Look here； my dear； you know；〃 he charmingly said；
〃when in the world； please； am I going back to school？〃
Transcribed here the speech sounds harmless enough；
particularly as uttered in the sweet； high； casual pipe with which；
at all interlocutors； but above all at his eternal governess；
he threw off intonations as if he were tossing roses。
There was something in them that always made one 〃catch；〃 and
I caught； at any rate； now so effectually that I stopped as short
as if one of the trees of the park had fallen across the road。
There was something new； on the spot； between us； and he was
perfectly aware that I recognized it； though； to enable me to do so；
he had no need to look a whit less candid and charming than usual。
I could feel in him how he already； from my at first finding
nothing to reply； perceived the advantage he had gained。
I was so slow to find anything that he had plenty of time；
after a minute； to continue with his suggestive but inconclusive smile：
〃You know； my dear； that for a fellow to be with a lady ALWAYS！〃
His 〃my dear〃 was constantly on his lips for me； and nothing
could have expressed more the exact shade of the sentiment with
which I desired to inspire my pupils than its fond familiarity。
It was so respectfully easy。
But； oh； how I felt that at present I must pick my own phrases！
I remember that； to gain time； I tried to laugh； and I seemed to see in
the beautiful face with which he watched me how ugly and queer I looked。
〃And always with the same lady？〃 I returned。
He neither blanched nor winked。 The whole thing was virtually out
between us。 〃Ah； of course； she's a jolly； ‘perfect' lady； but； after all；
I'm a fellow； don't you see？ that'swell； getting on。〃
I lingered there with him an instant ever so kindly。
〃Yes； you're getting on。〃 Oh； but I felt helpless！
I have kept to this day the heartbreaking little idea
of how he seemed to know that and to play with it。
〃And you can't say I've not been awfully good； can you？〃
I laid my hand on his shoulder； for； though I felt how much
better it would have been to walk on； I was not yet quite able。
〃No； I can't say that； Miles。〃
〃Except just that one night； you know！〃
〃That one night？〃 I couldn't look as straight as he。
〃Why； when I went downwent out of the house。〃
〃Oh； yes。 But I forget what you did it for。〃
〃You forget？〃he spoke with the sweet extravagance of childish reproach。
〃Why； it was to show you I could！〃
〃Oh； yes； you could。〃
〃And I can again。〃
I felt that I might； perhaps； after all； succeed in keeping
my wits about me。 〃Certainly。 But you won't。〃
〃No； not THAT again。 It was nothing。〃
〃It was nothing；〃 I said。 〃But we must go on。〃
He resumed our walk with me； passing his hand into my arm。
〃Then when AM I going back？〃
I wore； in turning it over； my most responsible air。
〃Were you very happy at school？〃
He just considered。 〃Oh； I'm happy enough anywhere！〃
〃Well； then；〃 I quavered； 〃if you're just as happy here！〃
〃Ah； but that isn't everything！ Of course YOU know a lot〃
〃But you hint that you know almost as much？〃 I risked as he paused。
〃Not half I want to！〃 Miles honestly professed。
〃But it isn't so much that。〃
〃What is it； then？〃
〃WellI want to see more life。〃
〃I see； I see。〃 We had arrived within sight of the church and
of various persons； including several of the household of Bly；
on their way to it and clustered about the door to see us go in。
I quickened our step； I wanted to get there before the question
between us opened up much further； I reflected hungrily that；
for more than an hour； he would have to be silent； and I thought
with envy of the comparative dusk of the pew and of the almost
spiritual help of the hassock on which I might bend my knees。
I seemed literally to be running a race with some confusion
to which he was about to reduce me； but I felt that he had got
in first when； before we had even entered the churchyard；
he threw out
〃I want my own sort！〃
It literally made me bound forward。 〃There are not many of your
own sort； Miles！〃 I laughed。 〃Unless perhaps dear little Flora！〃
〃You really compare me to a baby girl？〃
This found me singularly weak。 〃Don't you； then； LO