He declared to himself with stern resolution that he had altogether washed his hands from dirt of that kind. Cabbages and cradles for ever was the unpronounced cry of triumph with which he buoyed up his courage. He set himself to work earnestly, if not altogether steadfastly, to alter the whole tenor of his life. The champagne and the woodcocks -- or whatever might be the special delicacies of the season -- he did avoid. For some few days he absolutely dined upon a cut of mutton at an eating-house, and as he came forth from the unsavoury doors of the establishment regarded himself as a hero. Cabbages and cradles for ever! he would say to himself, as he went away to drink a cup of tea with an old maiden aunt, who was no less surprised than gratified by his new virtue. Therefore, when it had at last absolutely come home to him that the last little note had in truth been written by Gertrude with no object of revenge, but with the intention of once more alluring him into the wealth of Lombard Street, he simply put it into his breastcoat-pocket, and left it there unanswered.
Mudbury Docimer did not satisfy himself with writing the very uncourteous letter which the reader has seen, but proceeded to do his utmost to prevent the threatened marriage. "She is old enough to look after herself," he had said, as though all her future actions must be governed by her own will. But within ten days of the writing of that letter he had found it expedient to go down into the country, and to take his sister with him.
As the head of the Docimer family he possessed a small country house almost in the extremity of Cornwall; and thither he went.
It was a fraternal effort made altogether on his sister's behalf, and was so far successful that Imogene was obliged to accompany him. It was all very well for her to feel that as she was of age she could do as she pleased. But a young lady is constrained by the exigencies of society to live with somebody. She cannot take a lodging by herself, as her brother may do. Therefore, when Mudbury Docimer went down to Cornwall, Imogene was obliged to accompany him.
"Is this intended for banishment?" she said to him when they had been about a week in the country.
"What do you call banishment? You used to like the country in the spring." It was now the middle of April.
"So I do, and in summer also. But I like nothing under constraint.""I am sorry that circumstances should make it imperative upon me to remain here just at present.""Why cannot you tell the truth, Mudbury?""Have I told you any falsehood?"
"Why do you not say outright that I have been brought down here to be out of Frank Houston's way?""Because Frank Houston is a name which I do not wish to mention to you again -- at any rate for some time.""What would you do it he were to show himself here?" she asked.
"Tell him at once that he was not welcome. In other words, Iwould not have him here. It is very improbable I should think that he would come without a direct invitation from me. That invitation he will never have until I feel satisfied that you and he have changed your mind again, and that you mean to stick to it.""I do not think we shall do that."
"Then he shall not come down here; nor, as far as I am able to arrange it, shall you go up to London.""Then I am a prisoner?"
"You may put it as you please," said her brother. "I have no power of detaining you. Whatever influence I have I think it right to use. I am altogether opposed to this marriage, believing it to be an absurd infatuation. I think that he is of the same opinion.""No!" said she, indignantly.
"That I believe to be his feeling," he continued, taking no notice of her assertion. "He is as perfectly aware as I am that you two are not adapted to live happily together on an income of a few hundreds a year. Some time ago it was agreed between you that it was so. You both were quite of one mind, and I was given to understand that the engagement was at an end. It was so much at an end that he made an arrangement for marrying another woman.
But your feelings are stronger than his, and you allowed them to get the better of you. Then you enticed him back from the purpose on which you had both decided.""Enticed!" said she. "I did nothing of the kind!""Would he have changed his mind if you had not enticed him?""I did nothing of the kind. I offered to remain just as we are.""That is all very well. Of course he could not accept such an offer. Thinking as I do, it is my duty to keep you apart as long as I can. If you contrive to marry him in opposition to my efforts, the misery of both of you must be on your head. I tell you fairly that I do not believe he wishes anything of the kind.""I am quite sure he does," said Imogene.