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NORTH AND SOUTH
NORTH AND SOUTH ELIZABETH CLEGHORN GASKELL VOLUME I
On its appearance in 'Household Words' this tale was obliged to
conform to the conditions imposed by the requirements of a weekly
publication and likewise to confine itself within certain
advertised limits in order that faith might be kept with the
public. Although these conditions were made as light as they well
could be the author found it impossible to develope the story in
the manner originally intended and more especially was
compelled to hurry on events with an improbable rapidity towards
the close. In some degree to remedy this obvious defect various
short passages have been inserted and several new chapters
added. With this brief explanation the tale is commended to the
kindness of the reader;
'Beseking hym lowly of mercy and pite Of its rude makyng to
have compassion.'
CHAPTER I
'HASTE TO THE WEDDING'
'Wooed and married and a'.'
'Edith!' said Margaret gently 'Edith!'
But as Margaret half suspected Edith had fallen asleep. She lay
curled up on the sofa in the back drawing-room in Harley Street
looking very lovely in her white muslin and blue ribbons. If
Titania had ever been dressed in white muslin and blue ribbons
and had fallen asleep on a crimson damask sofa in a back
drawing-room Edith might have been taken for her. Margaret was
struck afresh by her cousin s beauty. They had grown up together
from childhood and all along Edith had been remarked upon by
every one except Margaret for her prettiness; but Margaret had
never thought about it until the last few days when the prospect
of soon losing her companion seemed to give force to every sweet
quality and charm which Edith possessed. They had been talking
about wedding dresses and wedding ceremonies; and Captain
Lennox and what he had told Edith about her future life at
Corfu where his regiment was stationed; and the difficulty of
keeping a piano in good tune (a difficulty which Edith seemed to
consider as one of the most formidable that could befall her in
her married life) and what gowns she should want in the visits
to Scotland which would immediately succeed her marriage; but
the whispered tone had latterly become more drowsy; and Margaret
after a pause of a few minutes found as she fancied that in
spite of the buzz in the next room Edith had rolled herself up
into a soft ball of muslin and ribbon and silken curls and gone
off into a peaceful little after-dinner nap.
Margaret had been on the point of telling her cousin of some of
the plans and visions which she entertained as to her future life
in the country parsonage where her father and mother lived; and
where her bright holidays had always been passed though for the
last ten years her aunt Shaw's house had been considered as her
home. But in default of a listener she had to brood over the
change in her life silently as heretofore. It was a happy
brooding although tinged with regret at being separated for an
indefinite time from her gentle aunt and dear cousin. As she
thought of the delight of filling the important post of only
daughter in Helstone parsonage pieces of the conversation out of
the next room came upon her ears. Her aunt Shaw was talking to
the five or six ladies who had been dining there and whose
husbands were still in the dining-room. They were the familiar
acquaintances of the house; neighbours whom Mrs. Shaw called
friends because she happened to dine with them more frequently
than with any other people and because if she or Edith wanted
anything from them or they from her they did not scruple to
make a call at each other's houses before luncheon. These ladies
and their husbands were invited in their capacity of friends to
eat a farewell dinner in honour of Edith's approaching marriage.
Edith had rather objected to this arrangement for Captain Lennox
was expected to arrive by a late train this very evening; but
although she was a spoiled child she was too careless and idle
to have a very strong will of her own and gave way when she
found that her mother had absolutely ordered those extra
delicacies of the season which are always supposed to be
efficacious against immoderate grief at farewell dinners. She
contented herself by leaning back in her chair merely playing
with the food on her plate and looking grave and absent; while
all around her were enjoying the mots of Mr. Grey the gentleman
who always took the bottom of the table at Mrs. Shaw's dinner
parties and asked Edith to give them some music in the
drawing-room. Mr. Grey was particularly agreeable over this
farewell dinner and the gentlemen staid down stairs longer than
usual. It was very well they did--to judge from the fragments of
conversation which Margaret overheard.
'I suffered too much myself; not that I was not extremely happy
with the poor dear General but still disparity of age is a
drawback; one that I was resolved Edith should not have to
encounter. Of course without any maternal partiality I foresaw
that the dear child was likely to marry early; indeed I had
often said that I was sure she would be married before she was
nineteen. I had quite a prophetic feeling when Captain
Lennox'--and here the voice dropped into a whisper but Margaret
could easily supply the blank. The course of true love in Edith's
case had run remarkably smooth. Mrs. Shaw had given way to the
presentiment as she expressed it; and had rather urged on the
marriage although it was below the expectations which many of
Edith's acquaintances had formed for her a young and pretty
heiress. But Mrs. Shaw said that her only child should marry for
love--and sighed emphatically as if love had not been her
motive for marrying the General. Mrs. Shaw enjoyed the romance of
the present engagement rather more than her daughter. Not but
that Edith was very thoroughly and properly in love; still she
would certainly have preferred a good house in Belgravia to all
the picturesqueness of the life which Captain Lennox described at
Corfu. The very parts which made Margaret glow as she listened
Edith pretended to shiver and shudder at; partly for the pleasure
she had in being coaxed out of her dislike by her fond lover and
partly because anything of a gipsy or make-shift life was really
distasteful to her. Yet had any one come with a fine house and a
fine estate and a fine title to boot Edith would still have
clung to Captain Lennox while the temptation lasted; when it was
over it is possible she might have had little qualms of
ill-concealed regret that Captain Lennox could not have united in
his person everything that was desirable. In this she was but her
mother's child; who after deliberately marrying General Shaw
with no warmer feeling than respect for his character and
establishment was constantly though quietly bemoaning her hard
lot in being united to one whom she could not love.
'I have spared no expense in her trousseau' were the next words
Margaret heard.
'She has all the beautiful Indian shawls and scarfs the General
gave to me but which I shall never wear again.'
'She is a lucky girl' replied another voice which Margaret knew
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