“Talk is helpful, talk is needful,” the young man was saying, “but what we have got to do is to lift the subject out of the furrow14 of indisciplined talk and place it on the threshing-floor of practical discussion.”
The young woman took advantage of the rhetorical full-stop to dash in with the remark which was already marshalled on the tip of her tongue.
“In emancipating15 the serfs of poverty we must be careful to avoid the mistakes which Russian bureaucracy stumbled into when liberating16 the serfs of the soil.”
She paused in her turn for the sake of declamatory effect, but recovered her breath quickly enough to start afresh on level terms with the young man, who had jumped into the stride of his next sentence.
“They got off to a good start that time,” said Francesca to herself; “I suppose it’s the Prevention of Destitution17 they’re hammering at. What on earth would become of these dear good people if anyone started a crusade for the prevention of mediocrity?”
Midway through one of the smaller rooms, still questing for an elusive18 presence, she caught sight of someone that she knew, and the shadow of a frown passed across her face. The object of her faintly signalled displeasure was Courtenay Youghal, a political spur-winner who seemed absurdly youthful to a generation that had never heard of Pitt. It was Youghal’s ambition — or perhaps his hobby — to infuse into the greyness of modern political life some of the colour of Disraelian dandyism, tempered with the correctness of Anglo–Saxon taste, and supplemented by the flashes of wit that were inherent from the Celtic strain in him. His success was only a half-measure. The public missed in him that touch of blatancy19 which it looks for in its rising public men; the decorative20 smoothness of his chestnut-golden hair, and the lively sparkle of his epigrams were counted to him for good, but the restrained sumptuousness21 of his waistcoats and cravats22 were as wasted efforts. If he had habitually23 smoked cigarettes in a pink coral mouthpiece, or worn spats24 of Mackenzie tartan, the great heart of the voting-man, and the gush25 of the paragraph-makers might have been unreservedly his. The art of public life consists to a great extent of knowing exactly where to stop and going a bit further.
It was not Youghal’s lack of political sagacity that had brought the momentary26 look of disapproval27 into Francesca’s face. The fact was that Comus, who had left off being a schoolboy and was now a social problem, had lately enrolled28 himself among the young politician’s associates and admirers, and as the boy knew and cared nothing about politics, and merely copied Youghal’s waistcoats, and, less successfully, his conversation, Francesca felt herself justified29 in deploring30 the intimacy31. To a woman who dressed well on comparatively nothing a year it was an anxious experience to have a son who dressed sumptuously32 on absolutely nothing.
The cloud that had passed over her face when she caught sight of the offending Youghal was presently succeeded by a smile of gratified achievement, as she encountered a bow of recognition and welcome from a portly middle-aged33 gentleman, who seemed genuinely anxious to include her in the rather meagre group that he had gathered about him.
“We were just talking about my new charge,” he observed genially34, including in the “we” his somewhat depressed-looking listeners, who in all human probability had done none of the talking. “I was just telling them, and you may be interested to hear this —”
Francesca, with Spartan35 stoicism, continued to wear an ingratiating smile, though the character of the deaf adder36 that stoppeth her ear and will not hearken, seemed to her at that moment a beautiful one.
Sir Julian Jull had been a member of a House of Commons distinguished37 for its high standard of well-informed mediocrity, and had harmonised so thoroughly38 with his surroundings that the most attentive39 observer of Parliamentary proceedings40 could scarcely have told even on which side of the House he sat. A baronetcy bestowed41 on him by the Party in power had at least removed that doubt; some weeks later he had been made Governor of some West Indian dependency, whether as a reward for having accepted the baronetcy, or as an application of a theory that West Indian islands get the Governors they deserve, it would have been hard to say. To Sir Julian the appointment was, doubtless, one of some importance; during the span of his Governorship the island might possibly be visited by a member of the Royal Family, or at the least by an earthquake, and in either case his name would get into the papers. To the public the matter was one of absolute indifference42; “who is he and where is it?” would have correctly epitomised the sum total of general information on the personal and geographical43 aspects of the case.
Francesca, however, from the moment she had heard of the likelihood of the appointment, had taken a deep and lively interest in Sir Julian. As a Member of Parliament he had not filled any very pressing social want in her life, and on the rare occasions when she took tea on the Terrace of the House she was wont44 to lapse45 into rapt contemplation of St. Thomas’s Hospital whenever she saw him within bowing distance. But as Governor of an island he would, of course, want a private secretary, and as a friend and colleague of Henry Greech, to whom he was indebted for many little acts of political support (they had once jointly46 drafted an amendment47 which had been ruled out of order), what was more natural and proper than that he should let his choice fall on Henry’s nephew Comus? While privately48 doubting whether the boy would make the sort of secretary that any public man would esteem49 as a treasure, Henry was thoroughly in agreement with Francesca as to the excellence50 and desirability of an arrangement which would transplant that troublesome’ young animal from the too restricted and conspicuous51 area that centres in the parish of St. James’s to some misty52 corner of the British dominion53 overseas. Brother and sister had conspired54 to give an elaborate and at the same time cosy55 little luncheon56 to Sir Julian on the very day that his appointment was officially announced, and the question of the secretaryship had been mooted57 and sedulously58 fostered as occasion permitted, until all that was now needed to clinch59 the matter was a formal interview between His Excellency and Comus. The boy had from the first shewn very little gratification at the prospect60 of his deportation61. To live on a remote shark-girt island, as he expressed it, with the Jull family as his chief social mainstay, and Sir Julian’s conversation as a daily item of his existence, did not inspire him with the same degree of enthusiasm as was displayed by his mother and uncle, who, after all, were not making the experiment. Even the necessity for an entirely62 new outfit63 did not appeal to his imagination with the force that might have been expected. But, however lukewarm his adhesion to the project might be, Francesca and her brother were clearly determined that no lack of deft64 persistence65 on their part should endanger its success. It was for the purpose of reminding Sir Julian of his promise to meet Comus at lunch on the following day, and definitely settle the matter of the secretaryship that Francesca was now enduring the ordeal66 of a long harangue67 on the value of the West Indian group as an Imperial asset. Other listeners dexterously68 detached themselves one by one, but Francesca’s patience outlasted69 even Sir Julian’s flow of commonplaces, and her devotion was duly rewarded by a renewed acknowledgment of the lunch engagement and its purpose. She pushed her way back through the throng of starling-voiced chatterers fortified70 by a sense of well-earned victory. Dear Serena’s absurd salons71 served some good purpose after all.
Francesca was not an early riser and her breakfast was only just beginning to mobilise on the breakfast-table next morning when a copy of The Times, sent by special messenger from her brother’s house, was brought up to her room. A heavy margin72 of blue pencilling drew her attention to a prominently-printed letter which bore the ironical73 heading: “Julian Jull, Proconsul.” The matter of the letter was a cruel disinterment of some fatuous74 and forgotten speeches made by Sir Julian to his constituents75 not many years ago, in which the value of some of our Colonial possessions, particularly certain West Indian islands, was decried76 in a medley77 of pomposity78, ignorance and amazingly cheap humour. The extracts given sounded weak and foolish enough, taken by themselves, but the writer of the letter had interlarded them with comments of his own, which sparkled with an ironical brilliance79 that was Cervantes-like in its polished cruelty. Remembering her ordeal of the previous evening Francesca permitted herself a certain feeling of amusement as she read the merciless stabs inflicted80 on the newly-appointed Governor; then she came to the signature at the foot of the letter, and the laughter died out of her eyes. “Comus Bassington” stared at her from above a thick layer of blue pencil lines marked by Henry Greech’s shaking hand.
Comus could no more have devised such a letter than he could have written an Episcopal charge to the clergy81 of any given diocese. It was obviously the work of Courtenay Youghal, and Comus, for a palpable purpose of his own, had wheedled82 him into foregoing for once the pride of authorship in a clever piece of political raillery, and letting his young friend stand sponsor instead. It was a daring stroke, and there could be no question as to its success; the secretaryship and the distant shark-girt island faded away into the horizon of impossible things. Francesca, forgetting the golden rule of strategy which enjoins83 a careful choosing of ground and opportunity before entering on hostilities84, made straight for the bathroom door, behind which a lively din11 of splashing betokened85 that Comus had at least begun his toilet.
“You wicked boy, what have you done?” she cried, reproachfully.
“Me washee,” came a cheerful shout; “me washee from the neck all the way down to the merrythought, and now washee down from the merrythought to —”
“You have ruined your future. The Times has printed that miserable86 letter with your signature.”
A loud squeal87 of joy came from the bath. “Oh, Mummy! Let me see!”
There were sounds as of a sprawling88 dripping body clambering hastily out of the bath. Francesca fled. One cannot effectively scold a moist nineteen-year old boy clad only in a bath-towel and a cloud of steam.
Another messenger arrived before Francesca’s breakfast was over. This one brought a letter from Sir Julian Jull, excusing himself from fulfilment of the luncheon engagement.
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