When Rachel entered her husband was engaged counting out his money, like the king in his counting house. There was a studious expression on his face, which was instantly replaced by one of deep tenderness as he looked up and saw traces of tears in her eyes. He gathered his money together, banknotes, silver, gold, and coppers1, and motioned her into the room at the rear of the shop. This was their living-room; but a large iron safe in a corner denoted that it was not to be devoted3 entirely4 to domestic affairs. In another corner was the symbol of his business, which was to be affixed5 to the front of the premises6, over the shop door, the familiar device of three golden balls.
Letting his money fall upon the table, he drew his wife to his side, and passed his arm around her.
"The house," he said, "is almost in order."
"Yes, Aaron; there is very little left to do."
"I am also ready for business. I have the license7, and to-morrow those glittering balls will be put up and the name painted over the shop window. They are rather large for so small a shop, but they will attract all the more attention." He gazed at her anxiously. "Do you think you will be contented8 and happy here?"
"Contented and happy anywhere with you," she replied, in a tone of the deepest affection.
"In this town especially, Rachel?"
"Yes, in this town especially. It is so peaceful."
"But," he said, touching9 her eyes with his fingers "these?"
"Not because I am unhappy," she said; and her voice was low and sweet. "I was looking out upon the churchyard from our bedroom window."
"Ah!" he said, and he kissed her eyes.
He divined the cause of her tears, and there was much tenderness in his utterance10 of the monosyllable and in the kisses he gave her. Man and wife for five years, they were still the fondest of lovers.
"My dear," said Aaron presently, "the spirit of prophecy is upon me. We shall lead a comfortable life in this town; we shall prosper11 in this house. It was a piece of real good fortune my hitting upon it. When I heard by chance that the man who lived here owned the lease and wished to dispose of it, I hesitated before parting with so large a sum as a hundred pounds for the purchase. It was nearly half my capital, but I liked the look of the place, and a little bird whispered that we should be lucky in it, so I made the venture. I am certain we shall not regret it. Here shall be laid the foundation stones of a fortune which shall enable us to set up our carriage. I know what you would say, my life, that we can be happy without a carriage. Yes, yes; but a carriage is not a bad thing to have. People will say, 'See what a clever man that Aaron Cohen is. He commenced with nothing, and he rides in his own carriage already. How grand he looks!' I should like to hear people say that. There is a knock at the street door."
"Who can it be?" asked Rachel. "We know no one in Gosport, and it is night."
"Which is no excuse for our not opening the door," said Aaron Cohen, sweeping12 the money off the table into a small chamois leather bag, which he tied carefully at the neck, and put into his pocket. "True, we believe we are not known here, but there may, nevertheless, be an old acquaintance in Gosport who has heard of our arrival, and comes to welcome us; or Judah Belasco may have told a friend of his we are here; or it may be an enterprising baker14 or grocer who wishes to secure our custom. No," he added, as the knock was repeated, "that is not the knock of a tradesman. It is a knock of self-importance, and you may depend upon it that it proceeds from Somebody with a large S. Let us see who it is that announces himself so grandly."
Aaron went to the street door, and Rachel followed him into the passage, carrying a candle. The night was dark, and Rachel stood a little in the rear, so that Aaron could not distinguish the features of his visitor. He was a big man, and that was all that was apparent to the Cohens.
"Mr. Cohen?" queried15 the visitor
"Yes," said Aaron.
"Mr. Aaron Cohen?"
"That is my name"
"Can I speak with you?"
"Certainly."
And Aaron waited to hear what the stranger had to say.
"I am not accustomed to be kept waiting on the doorstep. I should prefer to speak to you in the house."
Rachel, who was naturally timid, moved closer to her husband, who took the candle from her hand, and held it up in order to see the face of the stranger.
"Step inside," he said.
The stranger followed Aaron and Rachel into the little parlour, and without taking off his hat, looked at Aaron, then at Rachel, and then into every corner of the room; the last object upon which his eyes rested was the device of the three golden balls, and a frown gathered on his features as he gazed. Aaron noted2 these movements and signs with attention and amusement.
"Do you detect any blemish16 in them?" he asked.
"I do not understand you," said the stranger.
"In those balls. There was an expression of disapproval17 on your face as you gazed at them."
"I disapprove18 of them altogether," said the stranger.
"I am sorry, but we cannot please everybody. I am not responsible for the insignia; you will find the origin in the armorial bearings of the Medici. That is a beautiful hat you have on your head." The stranger stared at him. "Really," continued Aaron, blandly19, "a beautiful hat; it must have cost a guinea. A hat is a fine protection against the hot rays of the sun; a protection, also, against the wind and the rain. But in this room, as you may observe, we have neither wind, nor rain, nor sun; and you may also observe that there is a lady present." The stranger, reddening slightly, removed his hat, and placed it on the table. "My wife," then said Aaron.
The stranger inclined his head, with the air of a man acknowledging an introduction to one of a lower station. The manner of this acknowledgment was not lost upon Aaron.
"My wife," he repeated courteously20, "Mrs. Cohen."
"I see," said the stranger, glancing again at Rachel with condescension21. "With your permission I will take a seat."
It was distinctly at variance22 with the hospitable23 instincts of Aaron Cohen that he did not immediately respond to this request.
"You have the advantage of us," he said. "I have had the pleasure of introducing my wife to you. Afford me the pleasure of introducing you to my wife."
With an ungracious air the stranger handed Aaron a visiting card, upon which was inscribed24 the name of Mr. Edward Whimpole, and in a corner the word "Churchwarden." Mr. Whimpole's movements were slow, and intended to be dignified25, but Aaron exhibited no impatience26.
"My dear, Mr. Edward Whimpole, churchwarden."
Rachel bowed gracefully27, and Aaron, with an easy motion of his hand, invited Mr. Whimpole to a chair, in which he seated himself. Then Aaron placed a chair for his wife, and took one himself, and prepared to listen to what Mr. Whimpole had to say.
Mr. Whimpole was a large-framed man with a great deal of flesh on his face; his eyes were light, and he had no eyebrows28 worth speaking of. The best feature in his face was his mouth, and the most insignificant29 his nose, which was really not a fair nose for a man of his bulk. It was an added injury inflicted30 upon him by nature that it was very thin at the end, as though it had been planed on both sides. But then, as Aaron had occasion to remark, we don't make our own noses. A distinct contrast presented itself in the two noses which, if the figure of speech may be allowed, now faced each other.
Mr. Whimpole had not disclosed the purpose of his visit, but he had already made it clear that he was not graciously disposed towards the Jew. Aaron was quite aware of this, but the only effect it had upon him was to render him exceedingly affable. Perhaps he scented31 a bargain, and was aware that mental irritation32 would interfere33 with the calm exercise of his judgment34 in a matter of buying and selling.
"May I inquire," he said, pointing to the word "churchwarden" on the card, "whether this is your business or profession?"
"I am a corn-chandler," said Mr. Whimpole.
"Churchwarden, my dear," said Aaron, addressing his wife in a pleasant tone, "and corn-chandler."
For the life of him Mr. Whimpole could not have explained to the satisfaction of persons not directly interested, why he was angry at the reception he was meeting. That Aaron Cohen was not the kind of man he had expected to meet would not have been accepted as a sufficient reason.
"I am not mistaken," said Mr. Whimpole, with a flush of resentment35, "in believing you to be a Jew?"
"You are not mistaken," replied Aaron, with exceeding urbanity. "I am a Jew. If I were not proud of the fact, it would be folly36 to attempt to disguise it, for at least one feature in my face would betray me."
"It would," said Mr. Whimpole, dealing37 a blow which had the effect of causing Aaron to lean back in his chair, and laugh gently to himself for fully13 thirty seconds.
"When you have quite finished," said Mr. Whimpole, coldly, "we will proceed."
"Excuse me," said Aaron, drawing a deep breath of enjoyment38. "I beg you will not consider me wanting in politeness, but I have the instincts of my race, and I never waste the smallest trifle, not even a joke." A little tuft of hair which ran down the centre of Mr. Whimpole's head--the right and left banks of which were devoid39 of verdure--quivered in sympathy with the proprietor's astonishment40. That a man should make a joke out of that which was generally considered to be a reproach and a humiliation41 was, indeed, matter for amazement42; nay43, in this instance for indignation, for in Aaron Cohen's laughter he, Mr. Whimpole himself, was made to occupy a ridiculous place. "We are loth," continued Aaron, "to waste even the thinnest joke. We are at once, my dear sir, both thrifty44 and liberal."
"We!" exclaimed Mr. Whimpole, in hot repudiation45.
"We Jews I mean. No person in the world could possibly mistake you for one of the chosen."
"I should hope not. The idea is too absurd."
"Make your mind easy, sir; you would not pass muster46 in a synagogue without exciting remark. Yes, we are both thrifty and liberal, wasting nothing, and in the free spending of our money seeing that we get good value for it. That is not a reproach, nor is it a reproach that we thoroughly47 enjoy an agreeable thing when we get it for nothing. There are so many things in life to vex48 us that the opportunity of a good laugh should never be neglected. Proceed, my dear sir, proceed; you were saying that you believed you were not mistaken in taking me for a Jew."
"Is it your intention," asked Mr. Whimpole, coming now straight to the point, "to reside in Gosport?"
"If I am permitted," replied Aaron, meekly49. "We have not always been allowed to select our place of residence. I am thankful that we live in an enlightened age and in a free country."
"I hear, Mr. Cohen, that you have purchased the lease of this house."
"It is true, sir. The purchase money has been paid, and the lease is mine."
"It has twenty-seven years to run."
"Twenty-seven years and three months. Who can tell where we shall be, and how we shall be situated50, at the end of that time?"
Mr. Whimpole waved the contemplation aside.
"You gave a hundred pounds for the lease."
"The precise sum; your information is correct."
"I had some intention, Mr. Cohen, of buying it myself."
"Indeed! Why did you not do so?"
"There were reasons. Not pecuniary51, I beg to say. I delayed too long, and you stepped in before me."
"A case of the early bird catching52 the worm," Aaron observed, with a smile.
"If it gratifies you to put it that way. I have, therefore, no option but to purchase the lease of you."
"Mr. Whimpole," said Aaron, after a slight pause, "I am agreeable to sell you the lease."
"I thought as much." And Mr. Whimpole disposed himself comfortably in his chair.
Rachel's eyes dilated53 in surprise. Their settlement in Gosport had not been made in haste, and all arrangements for commencing the business were made. She could not understand her husband's willingness to give up the house.
"I do not expect you to take what you gave for it," said Mr. Whimpole. "I am prepared to give you a profit; and," he added, jocosely54, "you will not be backward in accepting it."
"Not at all backward. You speak like a man of sense."
"How much do you ask for your bargain? How much, Mr. Cohen? Don't open your mouth too wide."
"If you will permit me," said Aaron, and he proceeded to pencil down a calculation. "It is not an undesirable55 house, Mr. Whimpole."
"No, no; I don't say it is."
"It is compact and convenient."
"Fairly so, fairly so."
"I will accept," said Aaron, having finished his calculation, "five hundred pounds."
"You cannot be in earnest!" gasped56 Mr. Whimpole, his breath fairly taken away.
"I am quite in earnest. Are you aware what it is you would buy of me?"
"Of course I am aware; the lease of this house."
"Not that alone. You would buy my hopes for the next twenty-seven years; for I declare to you there is not to my knowledge in all England a spot in which I so desire to pass my days as in this peaceful town; and there is not in all Gosport a house in which I believe I shall be so happy as in this. You see, you propose to purchase of me something more than a parchment lease."
"But the--the things you mention are of no value to me."
"I do not say they are. I am speaking from my point of view, as men generally do. It is a failing we all have, Mr. Whimpole. There is no reason why we should bandy words. I am not anxious to sell the lease. Wait till it is in the market."
"A most unhealthy situation," observed Mr. Whimpole.
"It concerns ourselves, and we are contented."
"I cannot imagine a more unpleasant, not to say obnoxious57, view."
"The view of the churchyard? The spot has already acquired an inestimable value in my eyes. God rest the souls of those who lie in it! The contemplation of the peaceful ground will serve to remind me of the vanity of life, and will be a constant warning to me to be fair and straightforward58 in my dealings. The warning may be needed, for in the business I intend to carry on, there are--I do not deny it--many dangerous temptations."
"Tush, tush!" exclaimed Mr. Whimpole, petulantly59. "Straightforward dealings, indeed! The vanity of life, indeed!"
Aaron Cohen smiled.
Only once before in his life had Mr. Whimpole felt so thoroughly uncomfortable as at the present moment, and that was when he was a little boy and fell into a bed of nettles61 from which he was unable to extricate62 himself until he was covered with stings. It was just the same now; he was smarting all over from contact with Aaron Cohen, who was like a porcupine63 with sharp-pointed quills64. But he would not tamely submit to such treatment; he would show Aaron that he could sting in return; he knew well enough where to plant his poisoned arrow.
It is due to Mr. Whimpole to state that he was not aware that the manner in which he was conducting himself during this interview was not commendable65. Being a narrow-minded man, he could not take a wide and generous view of abstract matters, which, by a perversion66 of reasoning, he generally regarded from a purely67 personal standpoint. Such men as he, in their jealous regard for their own feelings, are apt to overlook the feelings of others, and, indeed, to behave occasionally as if they did not possess any. This was Mr. Whimpole's predicament, and, having met a ready-witted man, he was made to suffer for his misconduct. He sent forth68 his sting in this wise:
"You speak, Mr. Cohen, of being fair and straightforward in your dealings; but, for the matter of that, we all know what we may expect from a----"
And having got thus far in his ungenerously-prompted speech, he felt himself unable, in the presence of Rachel, and with her reproachful eyes raised to his face, to conclude the sentence. Aaron Cohen finished it for him.
"For the matter of that," he said, gently, "you all know what you may expect from a Jew. That is what you were going to say. And with this thought in your mind you came to trade with me. Well, sir, it may be that we both have something to learn."
"Mr. Cohen," said Mr. Whimpole, slightly abashed69, "I am sorry if I have said anything to hurt your feelings."
"The offence, sir, is atoned70 for by the expression of your sorrow."
This was taking high ground, and Mr. Whimpole's choler was ready to rise again; but he mastered it, and said, in a conciliatory tone,--
"I will disguise nothing from you; I was born in this house."
"The circumstance will make it all the more valuable to us. My dear,"--impressing it upon Rachel with pleasant emphasis--"Mr. Whimpole was born in this house. A fortunate omen60. Good luck will come to us, as it has come to him. It is a low-rented house, and those who have been born in it must have been poor men's children. When they rise in the world as Mr. Whimpole has done, it is better than a horseshoe over the door. In which room were you born, Mr. Whimpole?"
"In the room on the back of the first floor," replied Mr. Whimpole, making a wild guess.
"Our bedroom. There should be a record on the walls; there should, indeed, be a record, such as is placed outside those houses in London which have been inhabited by famous people. Failing that, it is in the power of every man, assuredly every rich man, to make for himself a record that shall be unperishable--far better, my dear sir, than the mere71 fixing of a plate on a cold stone wall."
Mr. Whimpole gazed at Aaron Cohen to discover if there was any trace of mockery in his face; but Aaron was perfectly72 grave and serious.
"A man's humility73," said Mr. Whimpole, raising his eyes to the ceiling, "his sense of humbleness74, would prevent him from making this record for himself. It has to be left to others to do it when they have found him out."
"Aha! my dear sir," said Aaron, softly, "when they have found him out. True, true; but how few of us are! How few of us receive our just reward! How few of us when we are in our graves receive or deserve the tribute, 'Here lies a perfect man!' But the record I speak of will never be lost by a rich man's humility, by his humbleness; for it can be written unostentatiously in the hearts of the poor by the aid of silver and gold."
"I understand you, Mr. Cohen,"--inwardly confounding Aaron's flow of ideas--"by means of charity."
"Yes, sir, by means of charity, whereby the name of a man becomes sweet in the mouth. A good name is better than precious oil, and the day of one's death better than the day of his birth. There is an old legend that a man's actions in life are marked in the air above him, in the places in which they are performed. There, in invisible space, are inscribed the records of his good and bad deeds, of his virtues75, of his crimes; and when he dies his soul visits those places, and views the immortal76 writing, which is visible to all the angels in heaven and which covers him with shame or glory. Gosport doubtless has many such records of your charity."
"I do my best," said Mr. Whimpole, very much confused and mystified; "I hope I do my best. I said I would disguise nothing from you; I will therefore be quite frank, with no intention of wounding you. I am strictly77 a religious man, Mr. Cohen, and it hurts me that one whose religious belief is opposed to my own should inhabit the house in which I was born. I will give you a hundred and twenty pounds for the lease; that will leave you a profit of twenty pounds. Come, now!"
"I will not accept less for it, sir, than the sum I named."
"Is that your last word?"
"It is my last word."
Mr. Whimpole rose with a face of scarlet78, and clapped his hat on his head. "You are a--a----"
"A Jew. Leave it at that. Can you call me anything worse?" asked Aaron, with no show of anger.
"No, I cannot. You are a Jew."
"I regret," said Aaron, calmly, "that I cannot retort by calling you a Christian79. May our next meeting be more agreeable! Good-evening, Mr. Whimpole."
"You do not know the gentleman you have insulted," said Mr. Whimpole, as he walked towards the door; "you do not know my position in this town. I am in the expectation of being made a justice of the peace. You will live to repent80 this."
"I think not," said Aaron, taking the candle to show his visitor out. "I trust you may."
"You may find your residence in Gosport, where I am universally respected, not as agreeable as you would wish it to be."
"We shall see, we shall see," said Aaron, still smiling. "I may also make myself respected here."
"There is a prejudice against your race----"
"Am I not aware of it? Is not every Jew aware of it? Is it not thrown in our teeth by the bigoted81 and narrow-minded upon every possible occasion? We will live it down, sir. We have already done much; we will yet do more. Your use of the word 'prejudice' is appropriate; for, as I understand its meaning, it represents a judgment formed without proper knowledge. Yes, sir, it is not to be disputed that there exists a prejudice against our race."
"Which, without putting any false meaning upon it, will make this ancient and respectable town"--here Mr. Whimpole found himself at a loss, and he was compelled to wind up with the vulgar figure of speech--"too hot to hold you."
"This ancient town," said Aaron, with a deeper seriousness in his voice, "is known to modern men as Gosport."
"A clever discovery," sneered82 Mr. Whimpole. "Are you going to put another of your false constructions on it?"
"No, sir. I am about to tell you a plain and beautiful truth. When in olden times a name was given to this place, it was not Gosport: it was God's Port; and what Gods port is there throughout the civilised world in which Jew and Christian alike have not an equal right to live, despite prejudice, despite bigotry83, and despite the unreasonable84 anger of large corn-chandlers and respected churchwardens? I wish you, sir, good-night."
And having by this time reached the street door, Aaron Cohen opened it for Mr. Whimpole, and bowed him politely out.
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76 immortal | |
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80 repent | |
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