The academician . affections, with insipid, perfectfeatures awaking only at the strains ofheavenly music, but a living flesh andblood woman, with strength to rule her-self, and to fight for those dear to her. Hubert made the eyes of the woman heloved look straight into his, instead ofdirecting their gaze upward. So they hadlooked into his, with frank and solicitousaffection, only that afternoon. No wordof love had ever passed between the two,but each knew that the other loved and 86 THE ACADEMICIAN. was beloved. The time had not come yetfor speech; the man would have beenashamed to offer nothi
The academician . affections, with insipid, perfectfeatures awaking only at the strains ofheavenly music, but a living flesh andblood woman, with strength to rule her-self, and to fight for those dear to her. Hubert made the eyes of the woman heloved look straight into his, instead ofdirecting their gaze upward. So they hadlooked into his, with frank and solicitousaffection, only that afternoon. No wordof love had ever passed between the two,but each knew that the other loved and 86 THE ACADEMICIAN. was beloved. The time had not come yetfor speech; the man would have beenashamed to offer nothing but his heart,and the girls lips were closed by reasonof her sex. But Hubert, in his bettermoments, such as these, when his goodangel came to chase away the gloom thatso often surrounded him, knew that he wasmaster of Mabels life and soul, and that itdepended upon him alone, not to win her—that was done—but to show himself worthyof his prize, so that he might claim it andwear it close to his heart for CHAPTER IV. IN THE STUDIO. Constance found living in London verymuch more to her taste than her formerlife had been. She had always been boredand dissatisfied in the country. Greenfields and trees were dumb to her, or onlyspoke of monotony and dulness. Shehated long walks, disliked getting herboots dirty, was frightened of insects,cared little for lawn-tennis, and, above all,detested visiting the poor. Perhaps MissDurant, whose mind had always beenwrapped up in Hubert, his requirements, 88 THE ACADEMICIAN. and his perfections, had not given as muchthought as she might to make the girlsexistence a really happy one. She herselfhad so many tastes and occupations, allessentially belonging to a country life,that it never occurred to her that any onecould want more than Constance alreadyhad. She had no idea that her niece feltaggrieved as each spring came round, andthe London seasons doings and sayingstook up the greater part of the had never yearned to leav
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