She was like a mad woman for some time.
She had fit after fit of hysterics: and there was her mother, kneeling,
and crying, and calling out to her darling child to calm herself;--which
it was all her own doing, and she had much better have held her own
tongue, remarked the resolute Maria. I understood only too well from the
girl's account what had happened, and that Clive, if resolved to part
with his mother-in-law, should not have left her, even for twelve hours,
in possession of his house. The wretched woman, whose Self was always
predominant, and who, though she loved her daughter after her own
fashion, never forgot her own vanity or passion, had improved the
occasion of Clive's absence: worked upon her child's weakness, jealousy,
ill-health, and driven her, no doubt, into the fever which yonder
physician was called to quell.
The doctor presently enters to write a prescription, followed by Clive's
mother-in-law, who had cast Rosa's fine Cashmere shawl over her
shoulders, to hide her disarray.
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