[A Laodicean by Thomas Hardy]@TWC D-Link bookA Laodicean BOOK THE SIXTH 4/66
When night came their looming miseries began.
Paula found that in addition to her own troubles she had those of three other people to support; but she did not audibly complain. 'Paula, Paula,' said Mrs.Goodman from beneath her load of wretchedness, 'why did we think of undergoing this ?' A slight gleam of humour crossed Paula's not particularly blooming face, as she answered, 'Ah, why indeed ?' 'What is the real reason, my dear? For God's sake tell me!' 'It begins with S.' 'Well, I would do anything for that young man short of personal martyrdom; but really when it comes to that--' 'Don't criticize me, auntie, and I won't criticize you.' 'Well, I am open to criticism just now, I am sure,' said her aunt, with a green smile; and speech was again discontinued. The morning was bright and beautiful, and it could again be seen in Paula's looks that she was glad she had come, though, in taking their rest at Cherbourg, fate consigned them to an hotel breathing an atmosphere that seemed specially compounded for depressing the spirits of a young woman; indeed nothing had particularly encouraged her thus far in her somewhat peculiar scheme of searching out and expressing sorrow to a gentleman for having believed those who traduced him; and this coup d'audace to which she had committed herself began to look somewhat formidable.
When in England the plan of following him to Normandy had suggested itself as the quickest, sweetest, and most honest way of making amends; but having arrived there she seemed further off from his sphere of existence than when she had been at Stancy Castle. Virtually she was, for if he thought of her at all, he probably thought of her there; if he sought her he would seek her there.
However, as he would probably never do the latter, it was necessary to go on.
It had been her sudden dream before starting, to light accidentally upon him in some romantic old town of this romantic old province, but she had become aware that the recorded fortune of lovers in that respect was not to be trusted too implicitly. Somerset's search for her in the south was now inversely imitated. By diligent inquiry in Cherbourg during the gloom of evening, in the disguise of a hooded cloak, she learnt out the place of his stay while there, and that he had gone thence to Lisieux.
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