THE PORTRAIT OF A LADY. 421 usual munificence, and Isabel wondered whether he meant it as a hint that his daughter had been injured by the machinations of her stepmother. It was a partial expression, at any rate, of what he continued to expect of his wife. Isabel was about to follow Pansy, but he remarked that he wished she would remain; he had something to say to her. Then he walked about the drawing-room a little, while she stood waiting, in her cloak. " I don't understand what you wish to do," he said in a moment. " I should like to know so that I may know how to act." "Just now I wish to go to bed. I am very tired." " Sit down and rest ; 1 shall not keep you long. Not there take a comfortable place." And he arranged a multitude of cushions that were scattered in picturesque disorder upon a vast divan. This was not, however, where she seated herself; she dropped into the nearest chair. The fire had gone out; the lights in the great room were few. She drew her cloak about her ; she felt mortally cold. " I think you are trying to humili- ate me," Osmond went on. " It's a most absurd undertaking." " I haven't the least idea what you mean," said Isabel. " You have played a very deep game ; you have managed it beautifully." " What is it that I have managed 1 " " You have not quite settled it, however ; we shall see him again." And he stopped in front of her, with his hands in his pockets, looking down at her thoughtfully, in his usual way, which seemed meant to let her know that she was not an object, but only a rather disagreeable incident, of thought. " If you mean that Lord Warburton is under an obligation to come back, you are wrong," Isabel said. " He is under none whatever." " That's just what I complain of. But when I say he will come back, I don't mean that he will come from a sense of duty." " There is nothing else to make him. I think he has quite exhausted Rome." " Ah no, that's a shallow judgment. Rome is inexhaustible." And Osmond began to walk about again. " However, about that, perhaps, there is no hurry," he added. "It's rather a good idea of his that we should go to England. If it were not for the fear of finding your cousin there, I think I should try to persuade you." " It may be that you will not find my cousin," said Isabel.
