Outbreak of Love by Martin Boyd

Author:Martin Boyd [Boyd, Martin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: FIC000000, FIC004000
ISBN: 9781922148155
Publisher: The Text Publishing Company
Published: 2013-06-25T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

In the morning Wolfie had to go into Melbourne. He was still afraid of turning suspicion into certainty and did not even ask why Diana had moved her bed. She spent the morning moving her clothes and the rest of her personal belongings into the other room. The housemaid looked surprised, and Diana said: “There’s so much traffic now on the beach road. I don’t hear it on this side of the house.”

Wolfie spent a miserable day and could not give the slightest attention to his work. When he set out for home he felt in great need of female consolation, but he knew that he would not receive it from Diana. He knew that something serious had happened in her mind. She was in a cold, withdrawn mood which he had never seen in her before. Hitherto, when she was annoyed with him, she had been heated rather than cold, or had shown a kind of patient logical exasperation.

He was angry with Mrs Montaubyn for going to the ball and for behaving so outrageously when there. He thought that he would find some consolation in rebuking her, and at least with her he would have the moral ascendancy. Instead of going to the railway station he went up Collins Street and rang the bell of her flat.

She was frightened and ashamed of what she had done, and her fear was worse because she could not remember exactly what she had done, but she had a dim recollection of having caused a scene. In the morning she felt very ill and in the evening when Wolfie called, she was a little better but she had not yet dressed and was lying in a loose and lacy tea-gown on her bed.

“Dingo!” she cried with tearful relief when she saw him at the door. He nodded his head gravely and walked before her into the flat. Mrs Montaubyn lay down again on her bed.

“You have been indiscreet,” he said.

“Now, Dingo, don’t you go on at me. I haven’t half got a head.”

“It would be wrong if I did not show you your mistake,” said Wolfie.

“I know,” said Mrs Montaubyn. “I lost my head. Let’s forget it.”

“When I have spoken, then we shall forget it. You intruded into Government House to embarrass me. That was not good.”

“I had a right to be there.” She showed a little truculence. “I got a ticket with a crown on it.”

“Even so, it was inexpedient of you to come. If you came you should have been temperate and modest and kept far from me. How shamed I was to see you whom I love, flushed in the skin. You spoke coarsely to my dear wife. You did not behave as one who loved me. Love is the noblest thing. All good that we have flowers from it. From my love for you has sprung glorious music. So it was holy. But what did you do? You took this precious thing which stirred beautiful music in my heart and exposed it to laughter.

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