And it was still less possible to sell shares, for shares, even sound shares, had on a sudden become waste paper. The bubble companies, created during the frenzy8 of the past two years, were bursting on every side, and the public, unable to discriminate9, no longer put faith in anything. Rudely awakened10, they opened their eyes to reality. They saw that they had dreamed, and been helped to dream. They discovered that skates and warming pans were in no great request in the tropics, and could not be exported thither11 at a profit of five hundred per cent. They saw that churns and milkmaids, freighted to lands where the cattle ran wild on the pampas and oil was preferred to butter, were no certain basis on which to build a fortune. Their visions of South American argosies melted into thin air. The silver from La Plata which they had pictured as entering the mouth of the Thames, or at worst as within sight from the Lizard12, was discovered to be reposing13 in the darkness of unopened seams. The pearling ships were yet to build, the divers14 to teach, and, for the diamonds of the Brazils which this man or that man had seen lying in skin packages at the door of the Bank of England, they now twinkled in a cold and distant heaven, as unapproachable as the Seven Stars of Orion. The canals existed on paper, the railways were in the air, the harbors could not be found even on the map.
The shares of companies which had passed from hand to hand at fourfold and tenfold their face value fell with appalling15 rapidity. They fell and fell until they were in many cases worth no more than the paper on which they were printed. And the bursting of these shams16, which had never owned the smallest chance of success, brought about the fall of ventures better founded. The good suffered with the bad. Presently no man would buy a share, no man would look at a share, no bank advance on its security. Men saw their fortunes melt day by day as snow melts under an April sun. They saw themselves stripped, within a few weeks or even days, of wealth, of a competence17, in too many cases of their all.
And the ruin was widespread. It reached many a man who had never gambled or speculated. Business runs on the wheels of credit, and those wheels are connected by a million unseen cogs. Let one wheel stop and it is impossible to say where the stoppage will cease, or how many will be affected18 by it. So it was now. The honest tradesman and the manufacturer, striving to leave a competence to a family nurtured19 in comfort, were involved in one common ruin with the spendthrift and the speculator. The credit of all was suspect; from all alike the sources of accommodation were cut off. Each in his turn involved his neighbor, and brought him down.
There was a great panic. The centres of commerce and trade were convulsed. The kings of finance feared for themselves and closed their pockets. The Bank of England would help no one. Men who had never sought aid before, men who had held their heads high, waited, vain petitioners20, at its doors.
Fortunately for Ovington's, Aldersbury lay at some distance from the centres of disturbance21, and for a time, though the storm grumbled22 and crackled on the horizon, the town remained calm. But it was such a calm as holds the tropic seas in a breathless grip, before the typhoon, breaking from the black canopy23 overhead, whirls the doomed24 bark away, as a leaf is swept before our temperate25 blasts. Throughout those six days, though little happened, anything, it was felt, might happen. The arrival of every coach was a thing to listen for, the opening of every mail-bag a terror, the presentation of every bill a pang26, the payment of every note a thing at which to wince27; while the sense of danger, borne like some infection on the air, spread mysteriously from town to village, and village to hamlet, to penetrate28 at last wherever one man depended on another for profit or for subsistence. And that was everywhere.
A storm impended29, and no man knew where it would break, or on whom it would fall. Each looked in his neighbor's face and, seeing his fear reflected, wondered, and perhaps suspected. If so-and-so failed, would not such-an-one be in trouble? And if such-an-one "went," what of Blank--with whom he himself had business?
The feeling which prevailed did not in the main go beyond uneasiness and suspicion. But, in quarters where the facts were known and the peril30 was clearly discerned, these days of waiting were days--nay, every day was a week--of the most poignant31 anxiety. In banks, where those behind the scenes knew that not only their own stability and their own fortunes were at stake, but that if they failed there would be lamentation32 in a score of villages and loss in a hundred homes, endurance was strained to the breaking point. To show a cheerful face to customers, to chat over the counter with an easy air, to smile on a visitor who might be bringing in the bowstring, to listen unmoved to the murmur33 in the street that might presage34 bad news--these things made demands on nerve and patience which could not be met without distress35. And every hour that passed, every post that came in, added to the strain.
Under this burden Ovington's bearing was beyond praise. The work of his life--and he was over-old to begin it again--was in danger, and doubtless he thought of his daughter and his son. But he never faltered36. He had, it is true, to support him the sense, of responsibility, which steels the heart of the born leader, even as it turns to water that of the pretender; he knew, and doubtless he was strengthened by the knowledge, that all depended on him, on his calmness, his judgment37, his resources; that all looked to him for guidance and encouragement, watched his face, and marked his demeanor38.
But even so, he was the admiration39 of those in the secret. Not even Napoleon, supping amid his marshals, and turning over to sleep beside the watch-fire on the night before a battle, was more wonderful. His son swore fealty40 to him a dozen times a day. Rodd, who had received his money in silence, and now stood to lose no more than his place, followed him with worshipping eyes and, perhaps, an easier mind. The clerks, who perforce had gained some inkling of the position, were relieved by his calmness, and spread abroad the confidence that they drew from him. Even Arthur, who bore the trial less well, admired his leader, suspected at times that he had some secret hope or some undisclosed resources, and more than once suffered himself to be plucked from depression by his example.
The truth was that while financial ability was common to both, their training had been different. The elder man had been always successful, but he had been forced to strive and struggle; he had climbed but slowly at the start, and there had been more than one epoch41 in his career when he had stood face to face with defeat. He had won through, but he had never shut his eyes to the possibility of failure, or to the fact that in a business, which in those days witnessed every twenty years a disastrous42 upheaval1, no man could count on, though with prudence43 he might anticipate, a lasting44 success. He had accepted his profession with its drawbacks as well as its advantages. He had not closed his eyes to its risks. He had viewed it whole.
Arthur, on the other hand, plunging45 into it with avidity at a time when all smiled and the sky was cloudless, had supposed that if he were once admitted to the bank his fortune was made, and his future secured. He knew indeed, and if challenged he would have owned, that banking46 was a precarious47 enterprise; that banks had broken. He knew that many had closed their doors in '16, still more on one black day in '93. He was aware that in the last forty years scores of bankers had failed, that some had taken their own lives, that one at least had suffered the last penalty of the law. But he had taken these things to be exceptions--things which might, indeed, recur48, but not within his experience--just as in our day, though railway accidents are not uncommon49, no man for that reason refrains from travelling.
At any rate the thought of failure had not entered into Arthur's mind, and mainly for this reason he, who in fair weather had been most confident and whose ability had shone most brightly, now cut an indifferent figure. It was not that his talent or his judgment failed; in these he still threw Clement50 and Rodd into the shade. But the risk, suddenly disclosed, was too much for him. It depressed51 him. He grew crabbed52 and soured, his temper flashing out on small provocation53. He sneered54 at Rodd, he snubbed the clerks. When it was necessary to refuse a request for credit--and the necessity arose a dozen times a day--his manner lacked the suavity55 that makes the best of a bad thing.
In very truth they were trying times. Men who had bought shares through Ovington's, and might have sold them at a profit but had not, could not understand why the bank would not now advance money on the security of the shares, would not even pay calls on them, and had only advice, and that unpalatable, at their service. They came to the parlor56 and argued, pleaded, threatened, stormed. They would close their accounts, they would remove them to Dean's, they would publish the treatment that they had received! Again, there were those who had bought railway shares, which were now at a considerable discount and looked like falling farther; the bank had issued them--they looked to the bank to take them off their hands. More trying still were the applications of those who, suddenly pressed for money, came, pallid57 and wiping their foreheads with bandanna58 handkerchiefs, to plead desperately59 for a small overdraft60, for twenty, forty, seventy pounds--just enough to pay the weekly wage-bill, or to meet their household outgoings, or to settle with some pressing creditor61. For all creditors62 were now pressing. No man gave time, no man trusted another, and for those in the bank the question was, How long would they trust Ovington's? For every man who left the doors of the bank after a futile63 visit, every man who went away with his request declined, became a potential enemy, whose complaint or chance word might breed suspicion.
"Still, every day is a day gained," the banker said as he dropped his mask on the Friday afternoon and sank wearily into a chair. It was closing time, and the clerks could be heard moving in the outer room, putting away books, counting the cash, locking the drawers. Another day had passed without special pressure. "Time is everything."
Arthur shrugged64 his shoulders. "It would be, if it were money."
"Well, I think that we are doing capitally--capitally so far," said Clement.
"I am glad you are satisfied," Arthur retorted. "We are four hundred down on the day! I can't think, sir"--peevishly--"why you let Purslow have that seventy pounds."
"Well, he is a very old customer," the banker replied patiently, "and he's hard hit--he wanted it for wages, and I fear that he's behindhand with them. And if we withhold65 all help, my boy, we shall certainly precipitate66 a run. On Monday those bills of Badger's fall due, and I think will be met. We shall receive eleven hundred from them. On Tuesday another bill for three hundred and fifty matures, and I think is good. If we can go on till Wednesday we shall be a little stronger to meet the crisis than we are to-day. And we can only live from day to day"--wearily. "If Pole's bank goes"--he glanced doubtfully at the door--"I fear that Williams's will follow. And then----"
"There will be the devil to pay!"
"Well, we must try to pay him!"
"Bravo, sir!" Clement cried. "That's the way to talk."
"Yes, it is no use to dwell on the dark side," his father agreed. "All the same"--he was silent a while, reviewing the position and making calculations which he had made a hundred times before--"all the same, it would make all the difference if we had that twelve thousand pounds in reserve."
"By Jove, yes!" Arthur exclaimed. For a moment hope animated67 his face. "Can you think of no way of getting it, sir?"
The banker shook his head. "I have tried every quarter," he said, "and strained every resource. I cannot. I'm afraid we must fight our battle as we are."
Arthur gazed at the floor. The elder man looked at him and thought again of the Squire68. But he would not renew his suggestion. Arthur knew better than he what was possible in that quarter, and if he saw no hope, there doubtless was no hope. At best the idea had been fantastic, in view of the prejudice which the Squire entertained against the bank.
While they pondered, the door opened, and all three looked sharply round, the movement betraying the state of their nerves. But it was only Betty who entered--a little graver and a little older than the Betty of eight or nine months before, but with the same gleam of humor in her eyes. "What a conclave69!" she cried. She looked round on them.
"Yes," Arthur answered drily. "It wants only Rodd to be complete."
"Just so." She made a face. "How much you think of him lately!"
"And unfortunately he's taken his little all and left us."
The shot told. Her eyes gleamed, and she colored with anger. "What do you mean? Dad"--brusquely--"what does he mean?"
"Only that we thought it better," the banker explained, "to make Rodd safe by paying him the little he has with us."
"And he took it--of course?"
The banker smiled. "Of course he took it," he said. "He would have been foolish if he had not. It was only a deposit, and there was no reason why he should risk it with us--as things are."
"Oh, I see. Things are as bad as that, are they? Any other rats?"--with a withering70 look at Arthur.
"I am afraid that there is no one else who can leave," her father answered. "The gangway is down now, my dear, and we sink or swim together."
"Ah! Well, I fancy there's one of the rats in the dining-room now. That is what I came to tell you. He wants to see you, dad."
"Who is it?"
"Mr. Acherley."
Ovington shrugged his shoulders. "Well, it is after hours," he said, "but--I'll see him."
That broke up the meeting. The banker went out to interview his visitor, who had been standing71 for some minutes at one of the windows of the dining-room, looking out on the slender stream of traffic that passed up and down the pavement or slid round the opposite corner into the Market Place.
Acherley was not of those who go round about when a direct and more brutal72 approach will serve. Broken fortunes had soured rather than tamed him, and though, when there had been something to be gained by it, he had known how to treat the banker with an easy familiarity, the contempt in which he held men of that class made it more natural to him to bully73 than to fawn74. Before he had turned to the street for amusement he had surveyed the furniture of the room with a morose75 eye, had damned the upstart's impudence76 for setting himself up with such things, and consoled himself with the reflection that he would soon see it under the hammer. "And a d--d good job, too!" he had muttered. "What the blazes does he want with a kidney wine-table and a plate-chest! It will serve Bourdillon right for lowering himself to such people!"
When the banker came to him he made no apology for the lateness of his visit, but "Hallo!" he said bluntly, "I want a little talk with you. But short's the word. Fact is, I find I've more of those railway shares than it suits me to keep, Ovington, and I want you to take a hundred off my hands. I hear they're fetching two-ten."
"One-ten," the banker said. "They are barely that."
"Two-ten," Acherley repeated, as if the other had not spoken. "That's my price. I suppose the bank will accommodate me by taking them?"
Ovington looked steadily77 at him. "Do you mean the shares you pledged with us? If so, I am afraid that in any event we shall have to put them on the market soon. The margin78 has nearly run off."
"Oh, hang those!"--lightly. "You may as well account for them at the same price--two and a half. I'll consider that settled. But I've a hundred more that I don't want to keep, and it's those I am talking about. You'll take them, I suppose--for cash, of course? I'm a little pressed at present, and want the money."
"I am afraid that I must say, no," Ovington said. "We are not buying any more, even at thirty shillings. As to those we hold, if you wish us to sell them at once--and I am inclined to think that we ought to----"
"Steady, steady! Not so fast!" Acherley let the mask fall, and, drawing himself to his full height--and tall and lean, in his long riding coat shaped to the figure, he looked imposing79 and insolent80 enough--he tapped his teeth with the handle of his riding whip. "Not so fast, man! Think it over!"--with an ugly smile. "I've been of use to you. It is your turn to be of use to me. I want to be rid of these shares."
"Naturally. But we don't wish to take them, Mr. Acherley."
Acherley glowered81 at him. "You mean," he said, "that the bank can't afford to take them? If that's your meaning----"
"It does not suit us to take them."
"But by G--d you've got to take them! D'you hear, sir? You've got to take them, or take the consequences! I went into this to oblige you."
"Not at all," Ovington said. "You came into it with your eyes open, and with a view to the improvement of your property, if the enterprise proved a success. No man came into it with eyes more open! To be frank with you----"
But Acherley cut him short. "Oh, d--n all that!" he cried. "I did not come here to palaver82. The long and short of it is you've got to take the shares, or, by Gad83, I go out of this room and I say what I think! And you'll take the consequences. There's talk enough in the town already as you know. It only needs another punch, one more good punch, and you're out of the ring and in the sponging house. And your beautiful bank you know where. You know that as well as I do, my good man. And if you want a friend instead of an enemy you'll oblige me, and no words about it. That's flat!"
The room was growing dark. Ovington stood facing such light as there was. He looked very pale. "Yes, that's quite flat," he said.
"Very good. Then what do you say to it?"
"What I said before--No! No, Mr. Acherley!"
"What? Do you mean it? Why, if you are such a fool as not to know your own interests----"
"I do know them--very well," Ovington said, resolutely84 taking him up. "I know what you want and I know what you offer. It is, as you say, quite flat, and I'll be equally--flat! Your support is not worth the price. And I warn you, Mr. Acherley, and I beg you to take notice, that if you say a word against the solvency85 of the bank after this---after this threat--you will be held accountable to the law. And more than that, I can assure you of another thing. If, as you believe, there is going to be trouble, it is you and such as you who will be the first to suffer. Your creditors----"
"The devil take them! And you!" the gentleman cried, stung to fury. "Why, you swollen86 little frog!" losing all control over himself, "you don't think my support worth buying, don't you? You don't think it's worth a dirty hundred or two of your scrapings! Then I tell you I'll put my foot on you--by G--d, I will! Yes! I'll tread you down into the mud you sprang from! If you were a gentleman I'd shoot you on the Flash at eight o'clock to-morrow, and eat my breakfast afterwards! You to talk to me! You, you little spawn88 from the gutter89! I've a good mind to thrash you within an inch of your life, but there'll be those ready enough to do that for me by and by--ay, and plenty, by G--d!"
He towered over the banker, and he looked threatening enough, but Ovington did not flinch90. He went to the door and threw it open. "There's the door, Mr. Acherley!" he said.
For a moment the gentleman hesitated. But the banker's firm front prevailed, and with a gesture, half menacing, half contemptuous, Acherley stalked out. "The worse for you!" he said. "You'll be sorry for this! By George, you will be sorry for this next week!"
"Good evening," said the banker--he was trembling with passion. "I warn you to be careful what you say, or the law will deal with you." And he stood his ground until the other, shrugging his shoulders and flinging behind him a last curse, had passed through the door. Then he closed the door and went back to the fireplace. He sat down.
The matter was no surprise to him. He knew his man, and neither the demand nor the threat was unexpected. But he knew, too, that Acherley was shrewd, and that the demand and the threat were ominous91 signs. More forcibly than anything that had yet occurred, they brought before him the desperate nature of the crisis, and the likelihood that, before a week went by, the worst would happen. He would be compelled to put up the shutters92. The bank would stop. And with the bank would go all that he had won by a life of continuous labor93: the position that he had built up, the status that he had gained, the reputation that he had achieved, the fortune which he had won and which had so much exceeded his early hopes. The things with which he had surrounded himself, they too, tokens of his success, the outward and handsome signs of his rise in life, many of them landmarks94, milestones95 on the path of triumph--they too would go. He looked sadly on them. He saw them, he too, under the hammer: saw the mocking, heedless crowd handling them, dividing them, jeering96 at his short-lived splendor97, gibing98 at his folly99 in surrounding himself with them.
Ay, and one here and there would have cause to say more bitter things. For some--not many, he hoped, but some--would be losers with him. Some homes would be broken up, some old men beggared: and all would be laid at his door. His name would be a byword. There would be little said of the sufferers' imprudence or folly or rashness: he would be the scapegoat100 for all, he and the bank he had founded. Ovington's Bank! They would tell the story of it through years to come--would smile at its rise, deride101 its fall, make of it a town tale, the tale of a man's arrogance102, and of the speedy Nemesis103 which had punished it!
He was a proud man, and the thought of these things, the visions that they called up, tortured him. At times, he had borne himself a little too highly, had presumed on his success, had said a word too much. Well, all that would be repaid now with interest, ay, with compound interest.
The room was growing dark, as dark as his thoughts. The fire glowed, a mere104 handful of red embers, in the grate. Now and again men went by the windows, talking--talking, it might be, of him: anxious, suspicious, greedy, ready at a word to ruin themselves and him, to cut their own throats in their selfish panic. They had only to use common sense, to control themselves, and no man would lose a penny. But they would have no common sense. They would rush in and destroy all, their own and his. For no bank called upon to pay in a day all that it owed could do so, any more than an insurance office could at any moment pay all its lives. But they would not blame themselves. They would blame him--and his!
He groaned105 as he thought of his children. Clement, indeed, might and must fend106 for himself. And he would--he had proved it of late days by his courage and cheerfulness, and the father's heart warmed to him. But Betty? Gay, fearless, laughing Betty, the light of his home, the joy of his life! Who, born when fortune had already begun to smile on him, had never known poverty or care or mean shifts! For whom he had been ambitious, whom he had thought to see well married--married into the county, it might be! Poor Betty! There would be an end of that now. Past his prime and discredited107, he could not hope to make more than a pittance108, happy if he could earn some two or three pounds a week in some such situation as Rodd's. And she must sink with him and accept such a home as he could support, in place of this spacious109 old town-house, with its oaken wainscots and its wide, shallow stairs, and its cheerful garden at the back.
His love suffered equally with his pride.
He was thinking so deeply that he did not hear the door open, or a light foot cross the room. He did not suspect that he was observed until a pair of warm young arms slid round his neck, and Betty's curls brushed his check. "In the dumps, father?" she said. "And in the dark--and alone? Poor father! Is it as bad as that? But you have not given up hope? We are not ruined yet?"
"God forbid!" he said, hardly able, on finding her so close to him, to control his voice. "But we may be, Betty."
"And what then?" She clasped him more closely to her. "Might not worse things happen to us? Might you not die and I be left alone? Or might I not die, and you lose me? Or Clement? You are pleased with Clement, father, aren't you? He may not be as clever as--as some people. But you know he's there when you want him. Suppose you lost us?"
"True, child. But you don't know what poverty is--after wealth, Betty--how narrowing, how irksome, how it galls110 at every point! You don't know what it is to live on two or three pounds a week, in two or three rooms!"
"They will bring us the closer together," said Betty.
"And to be looked down upon by those who have been your equals, and shunned111 by those who have been your friends!"
"Nice friends! We shall do better without them!"
"And things will be said of me, things it will be hard to listen to!"
"They won't say them to me," said Betty. "Or look out for my nails, ma'am! Besides, they won't be true, and who cares, father! Lizzie Clough said yesterday I'd a cast in one eye, but does it worry me? Not a scrap87. And we'll shut the door on our two or three rooms and let them--go hang! As long as we are together we can face anything, father--we can live on two pounds or two shillings or two pence. And consider! You might never have known what Clement was, how lively, how brave, how"--with a funny little laugh--"like me," hugging him to her, "if this had not happened--that's not going to happen after all."
He sighed. He dealt with figures, she with fancy. "I hope not," he said. "At any rate I've two good children, and if it does come to the worst----"
"We'll lock ourselves in and our false friends out!" she said; and for a moment after that she was silent. Then, "Tell me, father, why did Mr. Rodd take that money--when you need all that you can get together, and he knows it? For he's taking the plate to Birmingham to pledge, isn't he? So he must know it."
"He is, if----"
"If it comes to the worst? I know. Then why did he take his money, when he knew how things stood?"
"Why did he take his own when we offered it?" the banker replied. "Why shouldn't he, child? It was his own, and business is business. He would have been very foolish if he had not taken it. He's not a man who can afford to lose it."
"Oh!" said Betty. And for some minutes she said no more. Then she roused herself, poked112 the fire, and rang for the lamp.
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