Could he have seen the workings of the subtle mind concealed behind the smiling exterior, he would have felt very much less at his ease; for even now Stephen was plotting how best he could mold the material round him to serve his purpose, and while the laugh was lingering on his smooth lips, his heart was burning with hate and jealousy of the rival who sat opposite.
For it had come to this, that he desired Una, and not only for the wealth of which he had robbed her, but for herself. As deeply as it was possible for one of his nature he loved the innocent, unsuspecting girl who sat beside him.
Tonight, as he looked at the beautiful face and marked each fleeting expression that flitted like sunshine over it: as he listened to the musical voice, and felt the touch of her dress as it brushed his arm, a passionate longing seized and mastered him, and he felt that he would risk all of which he was wrongfully possessed to win her--ah, and if she were, indeed, only the daughter of a common woodman.
"Curse him!" he murmured over his wine glass, as his eyes rested on Jack's handsome face. "If he had not crossed my path, she would have been mine ere now; no matter, I will strike him out of it, as if he were a viper in my road."
Meanwhile, quite unconscious of Stephen's generous sentiments, Jack went on with his dinner, enjoying it thoroughly, and as happy as it is given to a mortal to be.
Presently the conversation turned upon their plans for the autumn.
"What are we all going to do?" said Lady Bell. "You, I suppose, Mr. Davenant, will go down to your place in Wealdshire--what is it called?"
"Hurst Leigh," said Stephen, quietly. "Yes, I must go down there, I ought to have been there before now, but I find so many attractions in town," and he smiled at Una.
"And you, my dear?" said Lady Bell to Mrs. Davenant.
"My mother will go down with me," said Stephen.
"And that means Miss Wild Bird, too, I suppose?" remarked Lady Bell.
"If Miss Una will honor us," said Stephen, with an inclination of the head to Una. "Yes, we shall make quite a family party. You will join us, of course, Jack?"
Jack, who had looked up rather grim at the foregoing, bit his lip.
"Surely you will not let the poachers have all the birds this year, Jack!" said Stephen, brightly. "Besides my mother will be quite lost without you."