“Then know that, thank God, it’s all right!”— Hugh was breathless, jubilant, radiant.
“A Mantovano?” she delightedly cried.
“A Mantovano!” he proudly gave back.
“A Mantovano!”— it carried even Lady Sandgate away.
“A Mantovano — a sure thing?” Mr. Bender jumped up from his business, all gaping1 attention to Hugh.
“I’ve just left our blest Bardi,” said that young man —“who hasn’t the shadow of a doubt and is delighted to publish it everywhere.”
“Will he publish it right here to me?” Mr. Bender hungrily asked.
“Well,” Hugh smiled, “you can try him.”
“But try him how, where?” The great collector, straining to instant action, cast about for his hat “Where is he, hey?”
“Don’t you wish I’d tell you?” Hugh, in his personal elation2, almost cynically3 answered.
“Won’t you wait for the Prince?” Lady Sandgate had meanwhile asked of her friend; but had turned more inspectingly to Lady Grace before he could reply. “My dear child — though you’re lovely! — are you sure you’re ready for him?”
“For the Prince!”— the girl was vague. “Is he coming?”
“At five-forty-five.” With which she consulted her bracelet4 watch, but only at once to wail5 for alarm. “Ah, it is that, and I’m not dressed!” She hurried off through the other room.
Mr. Bender, quite accepting her retreat, addressed himself again unabashed to Hugh: “It’s your blest Bardi I want first — I’ll take the Prince after.”
The young man clearly could afford indulgence now. “Then I left him at Long’s Hotel.”
“Why, right near! I’ll come back.” And Mr. Bender’s flight was on the wings of optimism.
But it all gave Hugh a quick question for Lady Grace. “Why does the Prince come, and what in the world’s happening?”
“My father has suddenly returned — it may have to do with that.”
The shadow of his surprise darkened visibly to that of his fear. “Mayn’t it be more than anything else to give you and me his final curse?”
“I don’t know — and I think I don’t care. I don’t care,” she said, “so long as you’re right and as the greatest light of all declares you are.”
“He is the greatest”— Hugh was vividly6 of that opinion now: “I could see it as soon as I got there with him, the charming creature! There, before the holy thing, and with the place, by good luck, for those great moments, practically to ourselves — without Macintosh to take in what was happening or any one else at all to speak of — it was but a matter of ten minutes: he had come, he had seen, and I had conquered.”
“Naturally you had!”— the girl hung on him for it; “and what was happening beyond everything else was that for your original dear divination7, one of the divinations of genius — with every creature all these ages so stupid — you were being baptized on the spot a great man.”
“Well, he did let poor Pappendick have it at least-he doesn’t think he’s one: that that eminent8 judge couldn’t, even with such a leg up, rise to my level or seize my point. And if you really want to know,” Hugh went on in his gladness, “what for us has most particularly and preciously taken place, it is that in his opinion, for my career —”
“Your reputation,” she cried, “blazes out and your fortune’s made?”
He did a happy violence to his modesty9. “Well, Bardi adores intelligence and takes off his hat to me.”
“Then you need take off yours to nobody!”— such was Lady Grace’s proud opinion. “But I should like to take off mine to him,” she added; “which I seem to have put on — to get out and away with you — expressly for that.”
Hugh, as he looked her over, took it up in bliss10. “Ah, we’ll go forth11 together to him then — thanks to your happy, splendid impulse! — and you’ll back him gorgeously up in the good he thinks of me.”
His friend yet had on this a sombre second thought. “The only thing is that our awful American ——!”
But he warned her with a raised hand. “Not to speak of our awful Briton!”
For the door had opened from the lobby, admitting Lord Theign, unattended, who, at sight of his daughter and her companion, pulled up and held them a minute in reprehensive view — all at least till Hugh undauntedly, indeed quite cheerfully, greeted him.
“Since you find me again in your path, my lord, it’s because I’ve a small, but precious document to deliver you, if you’ll allow me to do so; which I feel it important myself to place in your hand.” He drew from his breast a pocket-book and extracted thence a small unsealed envelope; retaining the latter a trifle helplessly in his hand while Lord Theign only opposed to this demonstration12 an unmitigated blankness. He went none the less bravely on. “I mentioned to you the last time we somewhat infelicitously13 met that I intended to appeal to another and probably more closely qualified14 artistic15 authority on the subject of your so-called Moretto; and I in fact saw the picture half an hour ago with Bardi of Milan, who, there in presence of it, did absolute, did ideal justice, as I had hoped, to the claim I’ve been making. I then went with him to his hotel, close at hand, where he dashed me off this brief and rapid, but quite conclusive16, Declaration, which, if you’ll be so good as to read it, will enable you perhaps to join us in regarding the vexed17 question as settled.”
His lordship, having faced this speech without a sign, rested on the speaker a somewhat more confessed intelligence, then looked hard at the offered note and hard at the floor — all to avert18 himself actively19 afterward20 and, with his head a good deal elevated, add to his distance, as it were, from every one and everything so indelicately thrust on his attention. This movement had an ambiguous makeshift air, yet his companions, under the impression of it, exchanged a hopeless look. His daughter none the less lifted her voice. “If you won’t take what he has for you from Mr. Crimble, father, will you take it from me?” And then as after some apparent debate he appeared to decide to heed21 her, “It may be so long again,” she said, “before you’ve a chance to do a thing I ask.”
“The chance will depend on yourself!” he returned with high dry emphasis. But he held out his hand for the note Hugh had given her and with which she approached him; and though face to face they seemed more separated than brought near by this contact without commerce. She turned away on one side when he had taken the missive, as Hugh had turned away on the other; Lord Theign drew forth the contents of the envelope and broodingly and inexpressively read the few lines; after which, as having done justice to their sense, he thrust the paper forth again till his daughter became aware and received it. She restored it to her friend while her father dandled off anew, but coming round this time, almost as by a circuit of the room, and meeting Hugh, who took advantage of it to repeat by a frank gesture his offer of Bardi’s attestation22. Lord Theign passed with the young man on this a couple of mute minutes of the same order as those he had passed with Lady Grace in the same connection; their eyes dealt deeply with their eyes — but to the effect of his lordship’s accepting the gift, which after another minute he had slipped into his breast-pocket. It was not till then that he brought out a curt23 but resonant24 “Thank you!” While the others awaited his further pleasure he again bethought himself — then he addressed Lady Grace. “I must let Mr. Bender know ——”
“Mr. Bender,” Hugh interposed, “does know. He’s at the present moment with the author of that note at Long’s Hotel.”
“Then I must now write him”— and his lordship, while he spoke25 and from where he stood, looked in refined disconnectedness out of the window.
“Will you write there?”— and his daughter indicated Lady Sandgate’s desk, at which we have seen Mr. Bender so importantly seated.
Lord Theign had a start at her again speaking to him; but he bent26 his view on the convenience awaiting him and then, as to have done with so tiresome27 a matter, took advantage of it. He went and placed himself, and had reached for paper and a pen when, struck apparently28 with the display of some incongruous object, he uttered a sharp “Hallo!”
“You don’t find things?” Lady Grace asked — as remote from him in one quarter of the room as Hugh was in another.
“On the contrary!” he oddly replied. But plainly suppressing any further surprise he committed a few words to paper and put them into an envelope, which he addressed and brought away.
“If you like,” said Hugh urbanely29, “I’ll carry him that myself.”
“But how do you know what it consists of?”
“I don’t know. But I risk it.”
His lordship weighed the proposition in a high impersonal30 manner — he even nervously31 weighed his letter, shaking it with one hand upon the finger-tips of the other; after which, as finally to acquit32 himself of any measurable obligation, he allowed Hugh, by a surrender of the interesting object, to redeem33 his offer of service. “Then you’ll learn,” he simply said.
“And may I learn?” asked Lady Grace.
“You?” The tone made so light of her that it was barely interrogative.
“May I go with him?”
Her father looked at the question as at some cup of supreme34 bitterness — a nasty and now quite regular dose with which his lips were familiar, but before which their first movement was always tightly to close. “With me, my lord,” said Hugh at last, thoroughly35 determined36 they should open and intensifying37 the emphasis.
He had his effect, and Lord Theign’s answer, addressed to Lady Grace, made indifference38 very comprehensive. “You may do what ever you dreadfully like!”
At this then the girl, with an air that seemed to present her choice as absolutely taken, reached the door which Hugh had come across to open for her.
Here she paused as for another, a last look at her father, and her expression seemed to say to him unaidedly that, much as she would have preferred to proceed to her act without this gross disorder39, she could yet find inspiration too in the very difficulty and the old faiths themselves that he left her to struggle with. All this made for depth and beauty in her serious young face — as it had indeed a force that, not indistinguishably, after an instant, his lordship lost any wish for longer exposure to. His shift of his attitude before she went out was fairly an evasion40; if the extent of the levity41 of one of his daughter’s made him afraid, what might have been his present strange sense but a fear of the other from the extent of her gravity? Lady Grace passes from us at any rate in her laced and pearled and plumed42 slimness and her pale concentration — leaving her friend a moment, however, with his hand on the door.
“You thanked me just now for Bardi’s opinion after all,” Hugh said with a smile; “and it seems to me that — after all as well — I’ve grounds for thanking you!” On which he left his benefactor43 alone.
“Tit for tat!” There broke from Lord Theign, in his solitude44, with the young man out of earshot, that vague ironic45 comment; which only served his turn, none the less, till, bethinking himself, he had gone back to the piece of furniture used for his late scribble46 and come away from it again the next minute delicately holding a fair slip that we naturally recognise as Mr. Bender’s forgotten cheque. This apparently surprising value he now studied at his ease and to the point of its even drawing from him an articulate “What in damnation —?” His speculation47 dropped before the return of his hostess, whose approach through the other room fell upon his ear and whom he awaited after a quick thrust of the cheque into his waistcoat.
Lady Sandgate appeared now in due — that is in the most happily adjusted — splendour; she had changed her dress for something smarter and more appropriate to the entertainment of Princes, “Tea will be downstairs,” she said. “But you’re alone?”
“I’ve just parted,” her friend replied, “with Grace and Mr. Crimble.”
“‘Parted’ with them?”— the ambiguity48 struck her.
“Well, they’ve gone out together to flaunt49 their monstrous50 connection!”
“You speak,” she laughed, “as if it were too gross — I They’re surely coming back?”
“Back to you, if you like — but not to me.”
“Ah, what are you and I,” she tenderly argued, “but one and the same quantity? And though you may not as yet absolutely rejoice in-well, whatever they’re doing,” she cheerfully added, “you’ll get beautifully used to it.”
“That’s just what I’m afraid of — what such horrid51 matters make of one!”
“At the worst then, you see”— she maintained her optimism —“the recipient52 of royal attentions!”
“Oh,” said her companion, whom his honour seemed to leave comparatively cold, “it’s simply as if the gracious Personage were coming to condole53!”
Impatient of the lapse54 of time, in any case, she assured herself again of the hour. “Well, if he only does come!”
“John — the wretch55!” Lord Theign returned —“will take care of that: he has nailed him and will bring him.”
“What was it then,” his friend found occasion in the particular tone of this reference to demand, “what was it that, when you sent him off, John spoke of you in Bond Street as specifically intending?”
Oh he saw it now all lucidly56 — if not rather luridly57 — and thereby58 the more tragically59. “He described me in his nasty rage as consistently — well, heroic!”
“His rage”— she pieced it sympathetically out —“at your destroying his cherished credit with Bender?”
Lord Theign was more and more possessed60 of this view of the manner of it. “I had come between him and some profit that he doesn’t confess to, but that made him viciously and vindictively61 serve me up there, as he caught the chance, to the Prince — and the People!”
She cast about, in her intimate interest, as for some closer conception of it. “By saying that you had remarked here that you offered the People the picture —?”
“As a sacrifice — yes! — to morbid62, though respectable scruples63.” To which he sharply added, as if struck with her easy grasp of the scene: “But I hope you’ve nothing to call a memory for any such extravagance?”
Lady Sandgate waited — then boldly took her line. “None whatever! You had reacted against Bender — but you hadn’t gone so far as that!”
He had it now all vividly before him. “I had reacted — like a gentleman; but it didn’t thereby follow that I acted — or spoke — like a demagogue; and my mind’s a complete blank on the subject of my having done so.”
“So that there only flushes through your conscience,” she suggested, “the fact that he has forced your hand?”
Fevered with the sore sense of it his lordship wiped his brow. “He has played me, for spite, his damned impertinent trick!”
She found but after a minute — for it wasn’t easy — the right word, or the least wrong, for the situation. “Well, even if he did so diabolically64 commit you, you still don’t want — do you? — to back out?”
Resenting the suggestion, which restored all his nobler form, Lord Theign fairly drew himself up. “When did I ever in all my life back out?”
“Never, never in all your life of course!”— she dashed a bucketful at the flare65. “And the picture after all ——!”
“The picture after all”— he took her up in cold grim gallant66 despair —“has just been pronounced definitely priceless.” And then to meet her gaping ignorance: “By Mr. Crimble’s latest and apparently greatest adviser67, who strongly stamps it a Mantovano and whose practical affidavit68 I now possess.”
Poor Lady Sandgate gaped69 but the more — she wondered and yearned70. “Definitely priceless?”
“Definitely priceless.” After which he took from its place of lurking71, considerately unfolding it, the goodly slip he had removed from her blotting-book. “Worth even more therefore than what Bender so blatantly72 offers.”
Her attention fell with interest, from the distance at which she stood, on this confirmatory document, her recognition of which was not immediate73. “And is that the affidavit?”
“This is a cheque to your order, my lady, for ten thousand pounds.”
“Ten thousand?”— she echoed it with a shout.
“Drawn by some hand unknown,” he went on quietly.
“Unknown?”— again, in her muffled74 joy, she let it sound out.
“Which I found there at your desk a moment ago, and thought best, in your interest, to rescue from accident or neglect; even though it be, save for the single stroke of a name begun,” he wound up with his look like a playing searchlight, “unhappily unsigned.”
“Unsigned?”— the exhibition of her design, of her defeat, kept shaking her. “Then it isn’t good —?”
“It’s a Barmecide feast, my dear!”— he had still, her kind friend, his note of grimness and also his penetration75 of eye. “But who is it writes you colossal76 cheques?”
“And then leaves them lying about?” Her case was so bad that you would have seen how she felt she must do something — something quite splendid. She recovered herself, she faced the situation with all her bright bravery of expression and aspect; conscious, you might have guessed, that she had never more strikingly embodied77, on such lines, the elegant, the beautiful and the true. “Why, who can it have been but poor Breckenridge too?”
“‘Breckenridge’—?” Lord Theign had his smart echoes. “What in the world does he owe you money for?”
It took her but an instant more — she performed the great repudiation78 quite as she might be prepared to sweep, in the Presence impending79, her grandest curtsey. “Not, you sweet suspicious thing, for my great-grandmother!” And then as his glare didn’t fade: “Bender makes my life a burden — for the love of my precious Lawrence.”
“Which you’re weakly letting him grab?”— nothing could have been finer with this than Lord Theign’s reprobation80 unless it had been his surprise.
She shook her head as in bland81 compassion82 for such an idea. “It isn’t a payment, you goose — it’s a bribe83! I’ve withstood him, these trying weeks, as a rock the tempest; but he wrote that and left it there, the fiend, to tempt84 me — to corrupt85 me!”
“Without putting his name?”— her companion again turned over the cheque.
She bethought herself, clearly with all her genius, as to this anomaly, and the light of reality broke. “He must have been interrupted in the artful act — he sprang up with such a bound at Mr. Crimble’s news. At once then — for his interest in it — he hurried off, leaving the cheque forgotten and unfinished.” She smiled more intensely, her eyes attached, as from fascination86, to the morsel87 of paper still handled by her friend. “But of course on his next visit he’ll add his great signature.”
“The devil he will!”— and Lord Theign, with the highest spirit, tore the crisp token into several pieces, which fluttered, as worthless now as pure snowflakes, to the floor.
“Ay, ay, ay!”— it drew from her a wail of which the character, for its sharp inconsequence, was yet comic.
This renewed his stare at her. “Do you want to back out? I mean from your noble stand.”
As quickly, however, she had saved herself. “I’d rather do even what you’re doing — offer my treasure to the Thingumbob!”
He was touched by this even to sympathy. “Will you then join me in setting the example of a great donation ———?”
“To the What-do-you-call-it?” she extravagantly88 smiled.
“I call it,” he said with dignity, “the ‘National Gallery.’”
She closed her eyes as with a failure of breath. “Ah my dear friend —!”
“It would convince me,” he went on, insistent89 and persuasive90.
“Of the sincerity91 of my affection?”— she drew nearer to him.
“It would comfort me”— he was satisfied with his own expression. Yet in a moment, when she had come all rustlingly and fragrantly92 close, “It would captivate me,” he handsomely added.
“It would captivate you?” It was for her, we should have seen, to be satisfied with his expression; and, with our more informed observation of all it was a question of her giving up, she would have struck us as subtly bargaining.
He gallantly93 amplified94. “It would peculiarly — by which I mean it would so naturally — unite us!”
Well, that was all she wanted. “Then for a complete union with you — of fact as well as of fond fancy!” she smiled —“there’s nothing, even to my one ewe lamb, I’m not ready to surrender.”
“Ah, we don’t surrender,” he urged —“we enjoy!”
“Yes,” she understood: “with the glory of our grand gift thrown in.”
“We quite swagger,” he gravely observed —“though even swaggering would after this be dull without you.”
“Oh, I’ll swagger with you!” she cried as if it quite settled and made up for everything; and then impatiently, as she beheld95 Lord John, whom the door had burst open to admit: “The Prince?”
“The Prince!”— the young man launched it as a call to arms.
They had fallen apart on the irruption, the pair discovered, but she flashed straight at her lover: “Then we can swagger now!”
Lord Theign had reached the open door. “I meet him below.”
Demurring96, debating, however, she stayed him a moment. “But oughtn’t I— in my own house?”
His lordship caught her meaning. “You mean he may think —?” But he as easily pronounced. “He shall think the Truth!” And with a kiss of his hand to her he was gone.
Lord John, who had gazed in some wonder at these demonstrations97, was quickly about to follow, but she checked him with an authority she had never before used and which was clearly the next moment to prove irresistible98. “Lord John, be so good as to stop.” Looking about at the condition of a room on the point of receiving so august a character, she observed on the floor the fragments of the torn cheque, to which she sharply pointed99. “And please pick up that litter!”
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