CHAPTER XVI.

To account for the appearance of our heroine under such peculiar

circumstances, we must look back to secondary events, which latterly we

have not had leisure to notice.

Immediately after poor Willoughby's abrupt departure from Montague

House, Lady Palliser and her daughter had set out on their continental

tour, in which it was supposed by the friends on both sides, that he was

shortly to join them. During their journey, they had either not chanced

to meet with, or at least not happened to read with any degree of

attention an English newspaper. One, however, was laid on their

breakfast table the morning after their arrival at Geneva; it was that

which contained a summary of Alfred's trial, conviction, and

condemnation to an ignominious death, for the wilful murder of his

brother. From the circumstances of Lady Palliser being out of England,

on the constant move, and consequently not associating with any one, her

ladyship had not heard before even of such an accusation having been

brought against our hero, yet she glanced over the account of the

terrific affair with a countenance perfectly unmoved; and when she had

finished the statements, merely handed the paper across the table to

Caroline saying, in the most careless tone imaginable,

"It was very fortunate that you were not married to either of them."

Caroline, wondering what her mother could mean, took the paper in

silence, and began to read the part indicated by the manner of folding.

Lady Palliser sipped her coffee without even a look of inquiry towards

her daughter; but had there been any one present to have noted the

emotions marked on the countenance of Caroline, they would have seen

first, a faint glow as the names met her sight; then the gradual

retiring of the same; then the unconscious parting of the lips and

holding of the breath; next a quickened respiration, a flickering

colour, and a countenance full of indignant expression.

Soon after this profound attention seemed to still every pulse, for the

paper which before had visibly vibrated with each throb of the heart, no

longer stirred, while every vestige of the lines of life retired even

from the lips: the eyes alone moved, as eagerly they traced, from margin

to margin, line after line. Suddenly a rush of crimson covered the face

and neck, a piercing cry escaped the lips, and Caroline fell senseless

to the floor, having become again pale as a corpse.

It was some hours before she showed any returning signs of life, and

when she again opened her eyes it was evident, from their piteous

expression, that consciousness, whether of woe or weal was gone.

Subsequently, however, though she still noticed no other object, she

manifested such strong symptoms of terror at the approach of Lady

Palliser, that the medical attendant thought fit to recommend her

ladyship not to enter the apartment.

Lady Palliser, from whom patient attendance on sickness or suffering was

not at any rate much to be expected, soon began to get exceedingly tired

of the whole affair. She was also provoked that her daughter's name

should, however blamelessly, be implicated with that of a family on whom

such disgrace had fallen; for though Alfred's escape was by this time

known, the stigma was still the same; he was still under sentence of

death--he was still believed to be a murderer. Caroline's sudden illness

too had made matters worse; for its supposed cause had got abroad, and

having spread from the English to the natives, became the universal

topic of conversation with high and low. That this would be still more

the case in England her ladyship was well aware; she determined

therefore not to return thither till the business should be in a great

measure forgotten; in the mean time to proceed on her tour, leaving her

daughter, who was unable to travel, at Geneva, with of course a suitable

establishment of sick-nurses and servants, and attended, unluckily, by

some medical personage who had acquired a questionable reputation nobody

knew how, and whose opinion therefore Lady Palliser, with her usual

whimsical irrationality, chose to consider the best _medical advice_

within reach; and to whose care, without weighing the subject further,

she accordingly committed the reason and the life of her only child.

Whether her ladyship would have taken the unfeeling step of proceeding

on her journey, had her presence afforded consolation to the suffering

Caroline, it is impossible to say; but, as her sage adviser still

recommended her to refrain from seeing his patient, she appeared to

consider herself at liberty to follow her own devices.

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