CHAPTER LX.

THE REFORM BILL.--A VERY SHORT

This reconciliation was not so short-lived as matters of the kind

frequently are. There is a Chinese proverb which says: “How near are two

hearts when there is no deceit between them!” And the misunderstanding

of their mutual sentiments being removed, their affection became at once

visible to each other. And Constance reproaching herself for her former

pride mingled in her manner to her husband a gentle, even an humble

sweetness, which, being exactly that which he had most desired in her,

was what most attracted him.

At this time, Lord John Russell brought forward the Bill of

Parliamentary Reform. Lady Erpingham was in the lantern of the House of

Commons on that memorable night; like every one else, her feelings at

first were all absorbed in surprise. She went home; she hastened to

Godolphin’s library. Leaning his head on his hand, that strange person,

in the midst of events that stirred the destinies of Europe, was

absorbed in the old subtleties of Spinosa. In the frank confidence of

revived love, she put her hand upon his shoulder, and told him rapidly

that news which was then on its way to terrify or delight the whole of

England.

“Will this charm you, dear Constance?” said he kindly; “is it a blow to

the party you hate, and I sympathise with--or----

“My father,” interrupted Constance, passionately, “would to Heaven

he had seen this day! It was this system, the patron and the nominee

system, that crushed, and debased, and killed him. And now, I shall see

that system destroyed!”

“So, then, my Constance will go over to the Whigs in earnest?”

“Yes, because I shall meet there truth and the people!”

Godolphin laughed gently at the French exaggeration of the saying, and

Constance forgave him. The fine ladies of London were a little divided

as to the merits of the “Bill;” Constance was the first that declared in

its favour. She was air important ally--as important at least as a woman

can be. A bright spirit reigned in her eye; her step grew more elastic;

her voice more glad. This was the happiest time of her life--she was

happy in the renewal of her love, happy in the approaching triumph of

her hate.

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