Agnes . e supposed. She had very steadyand Yciy vivid conceptions of her duty, and wasnot likely to fail of canying out what appearedto her the right thing to do; but yet, at thebottom of her heart, she was simply a womanlike other women, subject to the same infinnities;and perhaps that was the true reason why, onthis March afternoon, though it was so pleasantout of doors, Mrs. Trevelyan felt tired, and waspleased when the evening set in, and she coulddraw the curtains and light the lamp. Shealmost forgot to send for Walter at the hourwhen he ought to have been at home, and hadto be reminded b
Agnes . e supposed. She had very steadyand Yciy vivid conceptions of her duty, and wasnot likely to fail of canying out what appearedto her the right thing to do; but yet, at thebottom of her heart, she was simply a womanlike other women, subject to the same infinnities;and perhaps that was the true reason why, onthis March afternoon, though it was so pleasantout of doors, Mrs. Trevelyan felt tired, and waspleased when the evening set in, and she coulddraw the curtains and light the lamp. Shealmost forgot to send for Walter at the hourwhen he ought to have been at home, and hadto be reminded by Madelon, and felt a littlevexed and annoyed with herself; but when oneis veiy tued, one may be pardoned for a VOL. III. L 146 Agnes. momentary forgetfulness; and on tlie wholethere could be no doubt that she had gonethrough a good deal that day—and it was notnecessary to explain to herself the nature ofthose experiences which she had gone was enough that they were over now. CHAPTER X. iHEN Walter came in, lie was fullof Tom^s adventures, and all tliestrange sights liis new friend hadseen, and forgot to be penitent forforgetting to come home at the proper time—asin which Agnes, on her part, forgot to *s. Trevelyan, to tell the truth, was languidand silent. She heard what her boy said, andshe gave him a smile and a monosyllable nowand then; but she had not yet got out of theshadow of her own thoughts, and she was notcapable at the present moment of giving thelarge and ready sym]3athy which a mother cansometimes bestow. To live that vicarious lifewhich is called living in one^s children, it isnecessary to avoid all ^^crsonal crises, and thosemoments of individual existence which will ariseby times, even in the mind of a woman, beforeage has calmed everjthing down. She listened andL 2 148 Agnes. smiled upon Walter^ and received a vague im-pression that tlie boy had been amused andpleased—an impression wliicli gave lier a certainfeeling of benevole
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