“There are a good many girls who can be trusted to do things in these days,” she said.  “Women have found out so much.  Perhaps it is because the heroines of novels have informed them.  Heroines and heroes always bring in the new fashions in character.  I believe it is years since a heroine ‘burst into a flood of tears.’  It has been discovered, really, that nothing is to be gained by it.  Whatsoever I find at Stornham Court, I shall neither weep nor be helpless.  There is the Atlantic cable, you know.  Perhaps that is one of the reasons why heroines have changed.  When they could not escape from their persecutors except in a stage coach, and could not send telegrams, they were more or less in everyone’s hands.  It is different now.  Thank you, father, you are very good to believe in me.”

CHAPTER VII

On board the “Meridiana”

A large transatlantic steamer lying at the wharf on a brilliant, sunny morning just before its departure is an interesting and suggestive object to those who are fond of following suggestion to its end.  One sometimes wonders if it is possible that the excitement in the dock atmosphere could ever become a thing to which one was sufficiently accustomed to be able to regard it as among things commonplace.  The rumbling and rattling of waggons and carts, the loading and unloading of boxes and bales, the people who are late, and the people who are early, the faces which are excited, and the faces which are sad, the trunks and bales, and cranes which creak and groan, the shouts and cries, the hurry and confusion of movement, notwithstanding that every day has seen them all for years, have a sort of perennial interest to the looker-on.

This is, perhaps, more especially the case when the looker-on is to be a passenger on the outgoing ship; and the exhilaration of his point of view may greatly depend upon the reason for his voyage and the class by which he travels.  Gaiety and youth usually appear upon the promenade deck, having taken saloon passage.  Dulness, commerce, and eld mingling with them, it is true, but with a discretion which does not seem to dominate.  Second-class passengers wear a more practical aspect, and youth among them is rarer and more grave.  People who must travel second and third class make voyages for utilitarian reasons.  Their object is usually to better themselves in one way or another.  When they are going from Liverpool to New York, it is usually to enter upon new efforts and new labours.  When they are returning from New York to Liverpool, it is often because the new life has proved less to be depended upon than the old, and they are bearing back with them bitterness of soul and discouragement of spirit.

On the brilliant spring morning when the huge liner Meridiana was to sail for England a young man, who was a second-class passenger, leaned upon the ship’s rail and watched the turmoil on the wharf with a detached and not at all buoyant air.