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lips； etc。； which brought about her death under the following
circumstances：
Her husband attended some ecclesiastical function at a town
over twenty miles away and was to have returned by a train which
would have brought him home about five o'clock。 As he did not
arrive she waited at the station for him until the last train
came in about seven o'clockwithout the beloved Basil。 Then； on
a winter's night she tore up to the Priory and begged me to lend
her a dog…cart in which to drive to the said town to look for
him。 I expostulated against the folly of such a proceeding；
saying that no doubt Basil was safe enough but had forgotten to
telegraph； or thought that he would save the sixpence which the
wire cost。
Then it came out； to Natalie's and my intense amusement； that
all this was the result of her jealous nature of which I have
spoken。 She said she had never slept a night away from her
husband since they were married and with so many 〃designing
persons〃 about she could not say what might happen if she did so；
especially as he was 〃such a favourite and so handsome。〃 （Bastin
was a fine looking man in his rugged way。）
I suggested that she might have a little confidence in him； to
which she replied darkly that she had no confidence in anybody。
The end of it was that I lent her the cart with a fast horse
and a good driver； and off she went。 Reaching the town in
question some two and a half hours later； she searched high and
low through wind and sleet； but found no Basil。 He； it appeared；
had gone on to Exeter； to look at the cathedral where some
building was being done； and missing the last train had there
slept the night。
About one in the morning； after being nearly locked up as a mad
woman； she drove back to the Vicarage； again to find no Basil。
Even then she did not go to bed but raged about the house in her
wet clothes； until she fell down utterly exhausted。 When her
husband did return on the following morning； full of information
about the cathedral； she was dangerously ill； and actually passed
away while uttering a violent tirade against him for his supposed
suspicious proceedings。
That was the end of this truly odious British matron。
In after days Bastin； by some peculiar mental process；
canonised her in his imagination as a kind of saint。 〃So loving；〃
he would say； 〃such a devoted wife！ Why； my dear Humphrey； I can
assure you that even in the midst of her death…struggle her last
thoughts were of me；〃 words that caused Bickley to snort with
more than usual vigour； until I kicked him to silence beneath the
table。
Chapter IV
Death and Departure
Now I must tell of my own terrible sorrow； which turned my life
to bitterness and my hopes to ashes。
Never were a man and a woman happier together than I and
Natalie。 Mentally； physically； spiritually we were perfectly
mated； and we loved each other dearly。 Truly we were as one。 Yet
there was something about her which filled me with vague fears；
especially after she found that she was to become a mother。 I
would talk to her of the child； but she would sigh and shake her
head； her eyes filling with tears； and say that we must not count
on the continuance of such happiness as ours； for it was too
great。
I tried to laugh away her doubts； though whenever I did so I
seemed to hear Bastin's slow voice remarking casually that she
might die； as he might have commented on the quality of the
claret。 At last； however； I grew terrified and asked her bluntly
what she meant。
〃I don't quite know； dearest；〃 she replied； 〃especially as I am
wonderfully well。 Butbut〃
〃But what？〃 I asked。
〃But I think that our companionship is going to be broken for a
little while。〃
〃For a little while！〃 I exclaimed。
〃Yes； Humphrey。 I think that I shall be taken away from you
you know what I mean；〃 and she nodded towards the churchyard。
〃Oh； my God！〃 I groaned。
〃I want to say this；〃 she added quickly； 〃that if such' a thing
should happen； as it happens every day； I implore you； dearest
Humphrey； not to be too much distressed； since I am sure that you
will find me again。 No； I can't explain how or when or where；
because I do not know。 I have prayed for light； but it has not
come to me。 All I know is that I am not talking of reunion in Mr。
Bastin's kind of conventional heaven； which he speaks about as
though to reach it one stumbled through darkness for a minute
into a fine new house next door； where excellent servants had
made everything ready for your arrival and all the lights were
turned up。 It is something quite different from that and very
much more real。〃
Then she bent down ostensibly to pat the head of a little black
cocker spaniel called Tommy which had been given to her as a
puppy； a highly intelligent and affectionate animal that we both
adored and that loved her as only a dog can love。 Really； I knew；
it was to hide her tears； and fled from the room lest she should
see mine。
As I went I heard the dog whimpering in a peculiar way； as
though some sympathetic knowledge had been communicated to its
wonderful animal intelligence。
That night I spoke to Bickley about the matter； repeating
exactly what had passed。 As I expected； he smiled in his grave；
rather sarcastic way； and made light of it。
〃My dear Humphrey；〃 he said； 〃don't torment yourself about such
fancies。 They are of everyday occurrence among women in your
wife's condition。 Sometimes they take one form； sometimes
another。 When she has got her baby you will hear no more of
them。〃
I tried to be comforted but in vain。
The days and weeks went by like a long nightmare and in due
course the event happened。 Bickley was not attending the case； it
was not in his line； he said； and he preferred that where a
friend's wife was concerned； somebody else should be called in。
So it was put in charge of a very good local man with a large
experience in such domestic matters。
How am I to tell of it？ Everything went wrong； as for the
details； let them be。 Ultimately Bickley did operate； and if
surpassing skill could have saved her； it would have been done。
But the other man had misjudged the conditions； it was too late；
nothing could help either mother or child； a little girl who died
shortly after she was born but not before she had been
christened； also by the name of Natalie。
I was called in to say farewell to my wife and found her
radiant； triumphant even in her weakness。
〃I know now；〃 she whispered in a faint voice。 〃I understood as
the chloroform passed away； but I cannot tell you。 Everything is
quite well； my darling。 Go where you seem called to go； far away。
Oh！ the wonderful place in which you will find me； not knowing
that you have found me。 Good…bye for a little while； only for a
little while； my own； my own！〃
Then she died。 And for a time I too seemed to die； but could
not。 I buri