The pool of St Branok

"I shall be there."

"I thought I had better ask Justin and Morwenna. They can escort you."

"You think of everything."

He came to me suddenly and took both my hands.

"I am not going to let you go, you know. I'll find some way."

"There is no way," I replied. "There can be no way."

"There is always something," he said firmly.

Grace visited me.

There was a subtle change in her; her step was more springy and there was a certain radiance about her.

I thought: Can it be that she is in love?

I remembered what Aunt Amaryllis had written of her. She believed she wanted a husband. It was just a matter of the right one's coming along. One could not expect her to go on grieving for Jonnie forever.

I waited for confidences, but none came.

Instead she wanted to talk about Lizzie.

"She is such a dear creature," she said. "I was drawn to her the moment I saw her."

"Ben told me how good you have been to her."

"Oh, have you seen Ben?"

I did not want to tell her that he had come to see me. I said: "He was at dinner the night I arrived."

"Of course. He is so kind and patient. It is a little trying for him at times."

"Do you mean ... Lizzie?"

She nodded.

"He married her," I reminded Grace.

"Yes, I know. I believe he was very sorry for her."

I smiled. "She brought him a good deal."

"I know her father owned the land on which Ben found gold. He has often told us that. Lizzie is delighted about it. She has told me how much. She hasn't an idea what is expected of her. But she is getting on ... a little. I'm doing all I can for her."

"And that is a great deal I gather."

"Did Ben say so?"

"Yes."

She smiled, well pleased. "She tries so hard. It's rather pathetic. She wants to be a credit to him."

"Of course. He is going far."

"In politics you mean."

"He is one of those men who will always succeed. He had luck in marrying Lizzie."

"You're referring to the land that came with her ... and the gold."

"That's exactly what I mean."

"Don't you like Ben, Angelet?"

I felt my face twist into a wry smile. "Oh," I said, trying to speak lightly, "he is clever and amusing and all that."

"You speak as though you don't approve."

"It's not for me to approve or disapprove. He is happy presumably. I believe he has a splendid house and brilliant prospects. What more can he want? Lizzie, of course, is another matter."

She wrinkled her brows and looked intently at me. "You are rather vehement."

"Am I? I didn't realize it. Tell me, how are things with you? What do you do all the time?"

"I have so little time to spare. I have entertained a little. Of course, my house is rather small. I have some amusing dinner parties. The Lansdons senior have always been good to me and so have Helena and Matthew. They invite me to their houses and there I meet interesting people and ask a few of them to my place. But since Ben and Lizzie came I seem to have much more to do."

"Ben said you have acted as a sort of duenna to Lizzie."

"Did he?" She smiled rather complacently. "Well, I couldn't let the poor innocent little thing loose in the jungle, could I?"

"You call the social circle a jungle?"

"It is in a way. She is such an innocent lamb, and as to clothes, she has no idea how to dress."

"I thought she looked very charming the other night."

"My guidance, my dear. I steer her through. I tell her to talk to people ... what to say ... what they are interested in. She is doing quite well. By the way, there was no more news about that man and the watch, was there?"

"No," I told her, "nothing at all."

"I don't suppose we shall hear any more of it. That's as well, don't you agree?"

I did agree.

And I thought to myself: Something has happened. I wonder what.

I was amazed at the grandeur of Ben's house. Uncle Peter's had always seemed splendid, but this was more so.

There were chandeliers in the hall and at the top of the wide staircase where Ben and Lizzie stood receiving their guests. Grace was standing a little to the side—like a lady-in-waiting.

There were about thirty guests, many of them well known in political circles. Uncle Peter came up to me. He took my hand and kissed it.

"What do you think of this establishment?" he asked.

"Quite glorious," I replied.

"To tell the truth I'm a little envious. It took Ben to outdo me."

"People say he is a chip off the old block."

"I often regret it took us so long to get together. Irregularities in family life cause so many regrets. I suppose that was why the conventions were thought of in the first place. If you obey them, you sail peacefully through life."

"Wouldn't that be a little dull for someone of your temperament?"

"Perhaps," he said. "But I should not advise anyone embarking on life to fly in the face of them."

"To be different from you ... and Ben ... who have been so successful?"