Two years before I had the good fortune to meet the family, on that memorable21 occasion when I was so hurriedly summoned from Egypt. The promenade22 deck of a P. and O. steamer offers boundless23 facilities for forming friendships, and during the brief interval24 20which bridged my start from Suez and arrival at London, I was not slow in harvesting these advantages to the full. Old Mr. Northerton was returning home after serving his time in the Indian Civil Service, and with him were his wife, his two sons, and an only daughter. My singular interest in the family hinged mainly on the latter, a charming young girl of some eighteen summers. What that interest culminated25 in I have already said. It only remains26 to add that the cordial relations set up between the family and myself were never allowed to drop. The two sons were now serving on the Indian Staff Corps27, but I corresponded with them ever and anon, and even reckoned the younger among my numerous socialist28 proselytes. Old Northerton was well aware of this, and though himself a Liberal of the old school, had no reproach for the teacher. After all a “sub” reading Karl Marx under the punkahs of Dum-Dum was scarcely a formidable convert.
A short walk carried me to the terrace, and ere long I was being warmly greeted by the only three available members of the family. Mrs. Northerton was too busy with her guests to pay me much attention, so after a few explanations and regrets for the spoilt trip, I was borne off in charge of the genial29 commissioner.
21“Well, how go your election prospects30?” he said, as cheerily as if my programme favoured his class.
“Not as well as I could wish. They say I am too moderate for the constituency. You know, of course, that Lawler, a ‘blood and thunder’ tub-thumper, is standing against me in the interests of the extreme party.”
“So I hear, but I should scarcely have thought he would have stood a chance.”
“On the contrary, I assure you he speaks for a numerous and very ugly party—a party which arrears31 of legislation have done as much as anything to create. Talking of this, I am not at all sure that we may not have trouble before long. I shall do my best to have the peace kept, but there’s no knowing to what the more reckless agitators32 may drive the mob.”
“There I agree with you, sir,” broke in an acute-looking old gentleman with spectacles; “but how do you reconcile that opinion with your own doctrines33? How can you speak and write for socialism when you grumble34 at its practical enforcement? You state that you oppose revolution, but is a constitutional settlement of the problem possible?”
“Why not? You must remember that a large section of us socialists35 is against revolution. Looking 22back at the graduated nature of the transition between feudalism and modern capitalism36, these men would meditate37, if possible, a similar though perhaps more rapid transition between modern capitalism and socialism. Any sudden metamorphosis of society would, they believe, breed appalling38 evils. I am quite of this way of thinking myself.”
My interlocutor laughed. He evidently thought me a reasonable enough creature for my kind. The commissioner remarked that it was a pity that all the party were not of my way of thinking.
“But,” I added, “I have no hesitation40 in saying that if I thought a revolution would pay, for revolution I would declare myself. It is only a question of cost complicated by dangers of reaction and anarchy41. The consideration which weighs most with me is the difficulty of organizing and legislating42 at a time when panic and brutality43 would be rampant44. I know no men competent to stand at the helm in such tempests. Even with civil peace to help us, a settlement would require, to my thinking, years of patient labour. Mere17 revolutionary conventions, with some ready-made constitution and brand-new panaceas45 for suffering, would be impotent.”
“Impotent,” echoed the old gentleman. “By the way, you have not answered my question.”
23“The object, sir, of my agitation46 is to force the projected reforms on public attention, and so to secure that most important of allies, an effective mob-backing. But let me add that once elected to Parliament I am prepared to stand by any Government, Tory or Radical47, in supporting the cause of order. We contend that should the revolutionary socialists or the anarchists48 initiate50 a crusade in the streets, they must take the consequences of their temerity51.”
“Well said,” observed the ex-commissioner. “I notice in this regard that some very disquieting52 rumours53 are afloat. Not only are many of the East and South London workers becoming dangerous, but these miscreants55, the anarchists, are moving. You remember the fiendish massacre57 ten years back when Hartmann blew up the bridge?”
“Rather.”
“Well, the police have had information that this wretch58 is not dead after all. At the present moment he is believed to be in England stirring up more mischief59.”
“The deuce he is!” cried the old gentleman. “I hope they will run him to earth.”
At this point our colloquy60 was broken off by Lena, who sailed gracefully61 through the crowd.
“I want you for a moment, Mr. Stanley. A friend 24of mine, Mrs. Gryffyn, is very anxious to make your acquaintance. She’s mad about land law reform and women’s suffrage62.”
The old gentleman grinned and Mr. Northerton eyed me pityingly. There was no escape from the inquisitor. “Why on earth couldn’t you spare me this, Lena?” I whispered. “I want a talk with you all alone, not an hour with this virago63.”
“Oh, it’s all right. I shall keep you company, and as she is going soon we shall be able to get into a quiet nook and have a long chat.”
The ordeal64 over, I had the luxury of a tête-à-tête with my fiancée, and excellent use I made of the limited time at my disposal. I was very fond of Lena, who was not only a charmingly pretty girl, but, thank goodness! sympathized most cordially with the bulk of my political opinions. She never of course mixed with the peculiar65 circles I frequented, but dearly loved to follow my reports of the movements which they represented. The only person remotely connected with them she knew was Mrs. Hartmann, to whose house I had brought her in the hope that the old lady might find a friend. Lena was often to be seen in the little parlour at Islington, and knew probably more about the poor widow’s troubles than any one else. As her parents gave her 25complete freedom of action, she had plenty of opportunities for cultivating the acquaintance. After our private confidences had been duly exchanged, the conversation naturally drifted to this topic. I was anxious to know about the old lady’s welfare, and casually66 mentioned the rumour54 which concerned her son. “Had it reached her ears?”
LENA WANTS ME.
“I am sure I don’t know,” said Lena; “she seemed in marvellously good spirits when I saw her last, but she made no allusion67 whatever to the subject. How could she, when you come to think of it? It is all very well rejoicing over a prodigal68 son’s return, but 26this son was a fiend, and would be much better lying quiet at the bottom of the sea, where people imagined him.”
“But you forget, dear, that he was her only son, and always good to her.”
“That’s true, but look at the blood on his hands. By the bye, Mrs. Hartmann once told me the whole story. Hartmann, you know, was educated for the profession of an engineer, and was always looked on as a prodigy69 of intellectual vigour70. Whatever he did he did well, and as he came into a considerable fortune when of age, a brilliant career was predicted for him. Mrs. Hartmann says that at that time she never knew he had any other interests than those of his calling, but it appears from later discoveries that when twenty-three years of age he made the acquaintance of a German exile, one Schwartz, a miscreant56 of notorious opinions and character. This man gradually inspired him with a hatred71 of the whole fabric72 of society, and the end of it was that he became an anarchist49. That Hartmann was deeply in earnest seems perfectly73 clear. He sacrificed to his aim, position, comfort, reputation, his studies—in short, everything. He regarded civilization as rotten from top to foundation, and the present human race as ‘only fit for fuel.’ Schwartz was a pessimist74, and his pupil became one of an even deeper dye.”
27“But what was his ultimate aim?”
“He thought, like some eighteenth-century writers, that man must revert75 to simpler conditions of life and make a new start. He hoped, so his mother says, that his example would fire the minds of others, and so topple over the very pedestals of governments and law. It was absurd, he held, for a few men to war against society, but, he added, the affection he laboured under was catching76. He trusted that one day London and the great cities of Europe would lie in ruins.”
“But,” I interposed, “this is fanaticism77, or rather madness. It is a disease bred by an effete79 form of civilization. Is this all the wily anarchist plotted for?”
“Well, it’s a pretty large ‘all,’ is it not? By the way, he had one persistent80 craze, the belief in some invention which was one day to place society at his mercy.”
“So? Awkward that for society.”
We talked for some time longer, when I called my appointment to mind, and tearing myself away from my kind friends sallied forth81 into the street. It was not easy to refuse the ex-commissioner’s invitation to dinner in view of Burnett’s dismal82 parlour at Stepney. Still I was not a little interested in his guest, and 28anxious, so far as was possible, to keep Burnett himself out of mischief. Hitherto he had been a mere theorist with a very kindly83 side, and there seemed no reason why, with care, he should not remain one. But he required, so I thought, watching. With these thoughts uppermost in my mind I hailed a hansom, and ordered the driver to drop me in the East End in a road running hard by the anarchist’s house.
I can recall my entrance into that parlour most vividly84. Burnett had let me in with his usual caution. Whisking off my coat I followed him to the parlour. There was a bright fire burning in the grate, and the gleam of the flames—the only light in the room—lit up a whisky-bottle and some glasses on the table, and ever and anon revealed the rude prints on the walls and the rough deal shelves heaped with books. Everything smelt85 of the practical. In the place of the Louis XIV. furniture of the Northertons’ only a wooden table and some three or four deal chairs met the eye, the sole article rejoicing in a cushion being a rudely-carved sofa in the corner. The single window, I noticed, was carefully curtained and barred. Stepping toward the mantelpiece Burnett struck a match, and proceeded to light a couple of candles which crowned that dusty eminence86.
29I then saw to my surprise that we were not alone. On a chair by the left-hand corner of the fire sat an elderly man apparently87 of the higher artisan class. His face was most unprepossessing. There was a bull-dog’s obstinacy88 and attachment89 about it, but the eyes were unspeakably wicked and the mouth hard and cruel. I diagnosed it at once as that of a man whose past was best unread, whose hand had in dark by-ways been persistently90 raised against his fellowmen. It takes time to analyze91 this impression, but originally it seized me in a moment. I was prejudiced, accordingly, at the outset, but judge of my astonishment92 and disgust when Burnett cried, “Here, Schwartz, is my old pal39 Stanley.” It was the shameless miscreant known as the shadow of Hartmann!
Coldly enough I took the proffered93 hand. So this was the fanatic78 supposed to be long ago dead. One felt like abetting94 a murderer.
“Stanley seems startled,” laughed Burnett. “He is not much accustomed to high life. Come, man, acknowledge you had a surprise.”
The meeting was half of my seeking, and decency95 after all forbade openly expressed dislike. Besides, Schwartz was in practice only what Burnett was in theory, and what possibly even I and other moderates might become at a pinch.
30“I confess,” I replied, “I was taken somewhat aback. It is seldom the sea gives up its dead, and one does not meet celebrities like Herr Schwartz every day.”
Schwartz laughed grimly. I could see he was pleasantly tickled96. Monstrous97 conceits98 sprout99 from the shedding of blood. He seemed to chuckle100 that he, outcast and rebel, had hurled101 so many of his fellows into nothingness. If this was the man, what of the master?
“Fill up your glass, Stanley,” and Burnett pushed the whisky across the table. “Sit down and ask what questions you like.”
Schwartz looked me carefully over. “You say again that you answer for this friend,” he muttered to Burnett.
“As I would for myself.”
“It is well.”
“Hartmann is alive then,” I ventured, “after all?”
“Very much so,” put in Burnett. “The most he got was a wetting. He and Schwartz were picked up by a fishing-boat and carried to Dieppe. Hence they made their way to Switzerland, where they have been for some years. Hartmann had money, Schwartz devotion. Money bred money—they grew rich, and they will yet lead anarchy to triumph, for at last, after long years of danger, delay, and disappointment, the dream of Hartmann is realized!”
31My companions exchanged meaning glances. Evidently they were in high spirits.
“And the deputy, the socialist, will he join us?” cried Schwartz. “He will have no struggles, no dangers; he will tread capital underfoot; he will raise his hand, and fortresses102 will rattle103 around him.”
Both the anarchists broke into renewed laughter. I was tired of hyperbole and wished to get at the facts. But do what I would my men refused to be “squeezed.” For a long time I could only glean104 from them that Hartmann was in London, and plotting mischief on some hitherto unimagined scale. At last I grew irritated at the splutter.
“Nonsense, Herr Schwartz, nonsense! Stir a step worth the noting and the very workers will rise and crush you. I tell you your notions are fantastic, your campaign against society maniacal105. How can a few scattered106 incendiaries or dynamiters, ceaselessly dodging107 the law, hope to defy a state? The thing is ridiculous. As well match a pop-gun against a Woolwich infant.”
“My friend speaks of a struggle such as one man might wage against a mob in the street. It is not for this that Hartmann has plotted so long. It is not to be shot by soldiers or hunted by police that he will once more shake this city. Do you wish to guess his 32weapon? Take this piece of stuff in your hand, and tell me what you think of it.”
As he spoke108 he rummaged109 his pockets and produced a small plate, apparently of silvery grey metal, of about two square inches of surface, and one-tenth of an inch or so in thickness. I examined it carefully.
“Now take this steel knife and hammer and test its hardness and texture110.” I did so. Burnett looked on knowingly.
“Well, it is extremely tough and hard, for I can make no impression. What it is, however, I can’t say.”
“But its weight, its weight!” said Burnett.
I must have changed colour. “Why, it is as light or lighter111 than cardboard. What an extraordinary combination of attributes!”
“Extraordinary indeed! It is the grandest of Hartmann’s strokes! But you cannot guess its use?”
I shook my head.
“Well, suppose you try to think it out between now and Saturday night, when I will promise to introduce you to the inventor himself.”
“What, Hartmann?”
“Yes; let us see, you address a meeting down at Turner’s Hall in this quarter on Saturday. I will be in the audience, and we will beard the captain in 33company. Midnight, Kensington Gardens, by the pond to the left as you enter from the Queen’s Road—that is the rendezvous112. Come, are you ready? I think I may tell you that you will run no risks, while at any rate you will see something strange beyond compare.”
“YOU CANNOT GUESS ITS USE?”
34I hesitated, the mystery was deepening, and to confront and “have it out” with the celebrated113, if hateful, anarchist, would be interesting. And these queer hints too?
“Yes, I’m your man; but we must have no companions—for obvious reasons.”
Burnett nodded. Shortly afterwards the obnoxious114 German took his departure and left us to ourselves. I am not sure that he quite trusted my intentions, for the dread115 of the police spy was ever present with him.
We two talked on till midnight. On rising to go I made a final effort to “squeeze” the anarchist.
“Come, John, it’s no use playing the mystery man any longer. I shall know everything by Saturday night, or rather Sunday morning. You trust me with your other secrets, trust me with this; at any rate, a three days’ interval can’t make much difference.”
Burnett thought a moment, stepped to his shelves, and took down a work of somewhat antique binding116. It was from the pen of a nineteenth-century savant of high repute in his day.[1] Slowly, and without comment, he read me the following passage:—“Yet there is a real impediment in the way of man 35navigating the air, and that is the excessive weight of the only great mechanical moving powers hitherto placed at his disposal. When science shall have discovered some moving power greatly lighter than any we yet know, in all probability the problem will be solved.”
1. Duke of Argyll, Reign117 of Law.
The silvery grey substance had solved it!
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