Pemberton stared. He had learnt enough French slang from Morgan to know that to filer meant to cut sticks. “Ah my dear fellow, don’t turn me off!”
Morgan pulled a Greek lexicon10 toward him — he used a Greek–German — to look out a word, instead of asking it of Pemberton. “You can’t go on like this, you know.”
“Like what, my boy?”
“You know they don’t pay you up,” said Morgan, blushing and turning his leaves.
“Don’t pay me?” Pemberton stared again and feigned11 amazement12. “What on earth put that into your head?”
“It has been there a long time,” the boy replied rummaging13 his book.
Pemberton was silent, then he went on: “I say, what are you hunting for? They pay me beautifully.”
“I’m hunting for the Greek for awful whopper,” Morgan dropped.
“Find that rather for gross impertinence and disabuse14 your mind. What do I want of money?”
“Oh that’s another question!”
Pemberton wavered — he was drawn15 in different ways. The severely16 correct thing would have been to tell the boy that such a matter was none of his business and bid him go on with his lines. But they were really too intimate for that; it was not the way he was in the habit of treating him; there had been no reason it should be. On the other hand Morgan had quite lighted on the truth — he really shouldn’t be able to keep it up much longer; therefore why not let him know one’s real motive17 for forsaking18 him? At the same time it wasn’t decent to abuse to one’s pupil the family of one’s pupil; it was better to misrepresent than to do that. So in reply to his comrade’s last exclamation19 he just declared, to dismiss the subject, that he had received several payments.
“I say — I say!” the boy ejaculated, laughing.
“That’s all right,” Pemberton insisted. “Give me your written rendering20.”
Morgan pushed a copybook across the table, and he began to read the page, but with something running in his head that made it no sense. Looking up after a minute or two he found the child’s eyes fixed21 on him and felt in them something strange. Then Morgan said: “I’m not afraid of the stern reality.”
“I haven’t yet seen the thing you are afraid of — I’ll do you that justice!”
This came out with a jump — it was perfectly22 true — and evidently gave Morgan pleasure. “I’ve thought of it a long time,” he presently resumed.
“Well, don’t think of it any more.”
The boy appeared to comply, and they had a comfortable and even an amusing hour. They had a theory that they were very thorough, and yet they seemed always to be in the amusing part of lessons, the intervals23 between the dull dark tunnels, where there were waysides and jolly views. Yet the morning was brought to a violent as end by Morgan’s suddenly leaning his arms on the table, burying his head in them and bursting into tears: at which Pemberton was the more startled that, as it then came over him, it was the first time he had ever seen the boy cry and that the impression was consequently quite awful.
The next day, after much thought, he took a decision and, believing it to be just, immediately acted on it. He cornered Mr. and Mrs. Moreen again and let them know that if on the spot they didn’t pay him all they owed him he wouldn’t only leave their house but would tell Morgan exactly what had brought him to it.
“Oh you haven’t told him?” cried Mrs. Moreen with a pacifying24 hand on her well-dressed bosom25.
“Without warning you? For what do you take me?” the young man returned.
Mr. and Mrs. Moreen looked at each other; he could see that they appreciated, as tending to their security, his superstition26 of delicacy27, and yet that there was a certain alarm in their relief. “My dear fellow,” Mr. Moreen demanded, “what use can you have, leading the quiet life we all do, for such a lot of money?” — a question to which Pemberton made no answer, occupied as he was in noting that what passed in the mind of his patrons was something like: “Oh then, if we’ve felt that the child, dear little angel, has judged us and how he regards us, and we haven’t been betrayed, he must have guessed — and in short it’s general!” an inference that rather stirred up Mr. and Mrs. Moreen, as Pemberton had desired it should. At the same time, if he had supposed his threat would do something towards bringing them round, he was disappointed to find them taking for granted — how vulgar their perception had been! — that he had already given them away. There was a mystic uneasiness in their parental28 breasts, and that had been the inferior sense of it. None the less however, his threat did touch them; for if they had escaped it was only to meet a new danger. Mr. Moreen appealed to him, on every precedent29, as a man of the world; but his wife had recourse, for the first time since his domestication30 with them, to a fine hauteur31, reminding him that a devoted32 mother, with her child, had arts that protected her against gross misrepresentation.
“I should misrepresent you grossly if I accused you of common honesty!” our friend replied; but as he closed the door behind him sharply, thinking he had not done himself much good, while Mr. Moreen lighted another cigarette, he heard his hostess shout after him more touchingly33:
“Oh you do, you do, put the knife to one’s throat!”
The next morning, very early, she came to his room. He recognised her knock, but had no hope she brought him money; as to which he was wrong, for she had fifty francs in her hand. She squeezed forward in her dressing-gown, and he received her in his own, between his bath-tub and his bed. He had been tolerably schooled by this time to the “foreign ways” of his hosts. Mrs. Moreen was ardent34, and when she was ardent she didn’t care what she did; so she now sat down on his bed, his clothes being on the chairs, and, in her preoccupation, forgot, as she glanced round, to be ashamed of giving him such a horrid35 room. What Mrs. Moreen’s ardour now bore upon was the design of persuading him that in the first place she was very good-natured to bring him fifty francs, and that in the second, if he would only see it, he was really too absurd to expect to be paid. Wasn’t he paid enough without perpetual money — wasn’t he paid by the comfortable luxurious36 home he enjoyed with them all, without a care, an anxiety, a solitary37 want? Wasn’t he sure of his position, and wasn’t that everything to a young man like him, quite unknown, with singularly little to show, the ground of whose exorbitant38 pretensions39 it had never been easy to discover? Wasn’t he paid above all by the sweet relation he had established with Morgan — quite ideal as from master to pupil — and by the simple privilege of knowing and living with so amazingly gifted a child; than whom really (and she meant literally40 what she said) there was no better company in Europe? Mrs. Moreen herself took to appealing to him as a man of the world; she said “Voyons, mon cher,” and “My dear man, look here now”; and urged him to be reasonable, putting it before him that it was truly a chance for him. She spoke5 as if, according as he should be reasonable, he would prove himself worthy41 to be her son’s tutor and of the extraordinary confidence they had placed in him.
After all, Pemberton reflected, it was only a difference of theory and the theory didn’t matter much. They had hitherto gone on that of remunerated, as now they would go on that of gratuitous42, service; but why should they have so many words about it? Mrs. Moreen at all events continued to be convincing; sitting there with her fifty francs she talked and reiterated44, as women reiterate43, and bored and irritated him, while he leaned against the wall with his hands in the pockets of his wrapper, drawing it together round his legs and looking over the head of his visitor at the grey negations of his window. She wound up with saying: “You see I bring you a definite proposal.”
“A definite proposal?”
“To make our relations regular, as it were — to put them on a comfortable footing.”
“I see — it’s a system,” said Pemberton. “A kind of organised blackmail45.”
Mrs. Moreen bounded up, which was exactly what he wanted. “What do you mean by that?”
“You practise on one’s fears — one’s fears about the child if one should go away.”
“And pray what would happen to him in that event?” she demanded, with majesty46.
“Why he’d be alone with you.”
“And pray with whom should a child be but with those whom he loves most?”
“If you think that, why don’t you dismiss me?”
“Do you pretend he loves you more than he loves us?” cried Mrs. Moreen.
“I think he ought to. I make sacrifices for him. Though I’ve heard of those you make I don’t see them.”
Mrs. Moreen stared a moment; then with emotion she grasped her inmate’s hand. “Will you make it — the sacrifice?”
He burst out laughing. “I’ll see. I’ll do what I can. I’ll stay a little longer. Your calculation’s just — I do hate intensely to give him up; I’m fond of him and he thoroughly47 interests me, in spite of the inconvenience I suffer. You know my situation perfectly. I haven’t a penny in the world and, occupied as you see me with Morgan, am unable to earn money.”
Mrs. Moreen tapped her undressed arm with her folded bank-note. “Can’t you write articles? Can’t you translate as I do?”
“I don’t know about translating; it’s wretchedly paid.”
“I’m glad to earn what I can,” said Mrs. Moreen with prodigious48 virtue49.
“You ought to tell me who you do it for.” Pemberton paused a moment, and she said nothing; so he added: “I’ve tried to turn off some little sketches50, but the magazines won’t have them — they’re declined with thanks.”
“You see then you’re not such a phoenix,” his visitor pointedly51 smiled — “to pretend to abilities you’re sacrificing for our sake.”
“I haven’t time to do things properly,” he ruefully went on. Then as it came over him that he was almost abjectly52 good-natured to give these explanations he added: “If I stay on longer it must be on one condition — that Morgan shall know distinctly on what footing I am.”
Mrs. Moreen demurred53. “Surely you don’t want to show off to a child?”
“To show you off, do you mean?”
Again she cast about, but this time it was to produce a still finer flower. “And you talk of blackmail!”
“You can easily prevent it,” said Pemberton.
“And you talk of practising on fears,” she bravely pushed on.
“Yes, there’s no doubt I’m a great scoundrel.”
His patroness met his eyes — it was clear she was in straits. Then she thrust out her money at him. “Mr. Moreen desired me to give you this on account.”
“I’m much obliged to Mr. Moreen, but we have no account.”
“You won’t take it?”
“That leaves me more free,” said Pemberton.
“To poison my darling’s mind?” groaned54 Mrs. Moreen.
“Oh your darling’s mind —!” the young man laughed.
She fixed him a moment, and he thought she was going to break out tormentedly55, pleadingly: “For God’s sake, tell me what is in it!” But she checked this impulse — another was stronger. She pocketed the money — the crudity56 of the alternative was comical — and swept out of the room with the desperate concession57: “You may tell him any horror you like!”
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