As soon as Miss Pengarvon got back from the funeral, she shut herself up in the Green Parlor7, and resumed her needle as if nothing had happened, and sat at work till far into the night, as though she were desirous of making up for lost time. But from that day forward her sister's empty chair was always placed over against her own on the opposite side of the little oval worktable, just as when Miss Letitia was alive; and as the autumn nights deepened into winter, Barney would sometimes hear his mistress talking aloud, as though there was someone with her in the room. She would ask questions, the answers to which were audible to no one but herself, or answer others which no one but herself had heard put. Sometimes it seemed to be Miss Letitia who was there with her, sometimes poor, lost Isabel, at others, that fine gentleman, Sir Jasper.
"It's all very uncanny, and I don't ken8 what to make of it," Barney would sometimes remark to his wife, with a slow, ruminating9 shake of the head--and uncanny indeed it was.
With Miss Pengarvon the love of hoarding10 had grown in intensity11 year by year, till it had become the ruling passion of her life. Now as always, her food was served up ceremoniously on some relics12 of the family plate, but it consisted only of the plainest and least expensive viands13. With the passage of each year, the old house was becoming more ruinous and dilapidated; nothing in the way of repairs had been done to it since Sir Jasper's death. The whole of the rooms, with the exception of the three or four occupied by the sisters, and the kitchen and domestic offices, were locked and shuttered and left to dust, mildew14, and decay. What remained of the park was rented by a farmer as pasturage for his cattle. In one corner of the garden Barney cultivated a few vegetables, just enough for home consumption, but further than that no hand ever touched the grounds or shrubberies, which, in the course of years, had degenerated15 into a veritable wilderness16, not lacking in a certain wild, luxuriant beauty of their own during the spring and summer months, but unspeakably dreary17 when the leaves lay rotting and sodden18 on sad-eyed, still November afternoons, or when the chill December rains fell with dull, hopeless persistency19, as over the deathbed of the passing year.
Early in January, Mrs. Dale died after a few hours' illness, and Barney had to send for one of his nieces, Lucy Grice by name, to fill her place. But the girl, after having been at Broome for a week, declared that she would sleep there no longer. The place was haunted, she averred20. She had no objection to go there in the daytime and do what work might be required of her, but stay there after nightfall she would not.
Miss Pengarvon listened with a contemptuous stare while Barney explained the state of the case to her.
"The girl is a fool," she said curtly21. "Of course the house is haunted, just as every house which has been inhabited by people who are dead, is haunted--no more and no less. You and she can arrange the matter between you as you think best."
Accordingly, the girl was allowed to go backward and forward, morning and evening, between her mother's cottage at Dritton and Broome.
A few weeks after the foregoing little episode had taken place, a stranger arrived one evening at the "King's Arms" Hotel, Stavering, where he ordered supper and a bed. He was a handsome, well-preserved man of sixty-five or thereabouts, and of semi-military appearance. Next morning, after breakfast, he expressed a wish to see the landlord, and was accordingly at once waited upon by that functionary22, a man about the same age as the stranger.
"Pray, sit down," said the latter, indicating a chair; "that is, if you can spare me ten minutes of your company."
"Ten minutes! An hour, sir, if you wish it. Since the coaches were knocked off the road there ain't----But I needn't trouble you on that score, sir."
"May I ask whether you have lived in Stavering for any considerable number of years?"
"For half a century, sir; a little more or a little less."
"In that case, you have probably some knowledge of the existence of a family of the name of Pengarvon--the Pengarvons of Broome, I believe they are generally called in these parts."
"There are not many folks in Stavering or for miles round about but what have heard talk of the Pengarvons of Broome. A queer family, sir, very!"
"So I have been told," answered the stranger, dryly. "Who lives at Broome at the present time?"
"Miss Pengarvon, sir, a lady getting well on into years, eldest23 daughter of the late Sir Jasper Pengarvon--with whom the title died, there being no heir male in the family."
"Sir Jasper was twice married, was he not?"
"He was, sir. When he died he left two daughters by his first wife and one by his second."
"Just so. Now, as to the daughter by the second wife--she is still living, I presume?" He leaned forward a little as he put the question, and seemed to wait almost breathlessly for an answer.
"That is more than I can say, sir; more than anybody can say, I should imagine, unless it be Miss Pengarvon herself. Miss Isabel--that is the daughter of Sir Jasper's second marriage--ah, what a sweet young lady she was!--ran away, more than twenty years ago, with a gentleman who had been stopping for a couple of months at this very hotel before he and she disappeared. There was a fine to-do, I can tell you, sir, at the time."
"And did Miss Isabel never come back?"
"Never that I heard tell of, sir. It was said that Miss Pengarvon forbade her name ever being mentioned at the Hall, and that she even went so far as to burn such of the poor young lady's clothes as she had left behind her. An old witch, sir, if ever there was one!"
The stranger seemed not to have heard the last remark, but sat with his chin on his breast, pondering silently. Presently he roused himself with a sigh, and said:
"I am much obliged to you for your information. There is nothing more I want to ask you at present."
The landlord rose.
"About dinner, sir: at what hour would you like it?"
"Eh? Oh, yes. At five sharp. Anything you can get me. I leave it to you."
A quarter of an hour later the stranger sallied forth24, with closely-buttoned overcoat, buckskin gloves and silver-mounted cane25. After an inquiry26 or two, he found himself on the road which, among other places, led to Broome. A walk of two miles and three-quarters brought him to the Park gates, thick with the rust27 and grime of many years, and hanging askew28 on their hinges. A heavy chain with a padlock attached held them against all intruders. There was, however, a narrow arched entrance in the wall hard by through which wayfarers29 could gain access to the park, but the original door had rotted away long ago, and its place was now filled by a rude make-shift of rough unpainted planking, the handiwork of Barney Dale. A little way within the gates stood the whilom lodge30, windowless and partially31 roofless, its flooring and other fittings having been torn away piecemeal32 by tramps and vagabonds of various kinds, who had a kettle to boil, or a savory33 stew34 which would be all the better for simmering over a fire of wood ashes. Nettles35 and dockweed were now the sole lodge-keepers at Broome.
The stranger, as he walked through the park towards the house, did not fail to note the further signs of neglect which were everywhere visible. The carriage drive was so overgrown with grass and weeds as to be barely distinguishable; such few trees as Sir Jasper had left standing36 had been left unpruned and uncared for since his death; here and there a few cows were cropping the ragged37 grass. When a turn of the drive brought into view the front of the Hall, the stranger paused for a few moments to contemplate38 it. On that grey, sunless winter noon, with its rows of shuttered windows, it looked as if it might have held inside it not one dead person, but a dozen--not one grim secret only, but a score.
Miss Pengarvon, sitting at work in the Green Parlor, was suddenly startled by a loud knocking at the front entrance of the Hall. Never did that sound fall on her ears without recalling with startling vividness that December night, now twenty years ago, when she who knocked was repulsed39 with contumely, and left to find a winding-sheet in the darkness and the snow.
A few moments later, Lucy Grice, after a preliminary tap at the door, entered the Parlor, carrying the stranger's card gingerly between her thumb and forefinger40. It was the first time she had ever seen such an article, and she was at a loss to know the use or meaning of it.
"A gentleman at the front door, ma'am, asked me to give you this," said Lucy. "He says he wants to see you very perticlar."
Miss Pengarvon took the card and peered at it through her spectacles.
"The name is altogether strange to me," she muttered. "What possible business can have brought him here?" Then to the girl, after a moment's cogitation41, "You may show the gentleman in."
Accordingly Lucy ushered42 the stranger into the Green Parlor and shut the door upon the two. Then she retired43 a little way down the corridor and listened. The stranger's voice reached her as a low, deep murmur44, but the walls were too thick and she was too far away to distinguish anything that was said. Then presently she heard Miss Pengarvon's voice as if in reply, rising gradually to a pitch of shrillness45 and vituperative46 energy such as she would not have believed possible in the mistress of Broome. Involuntarily Lucy crept further away, and it was as well she did so, seeing that before the stranger had been more than five minutes in the room, the door was flung suddenly open.
"Leave my house this instant, and never dare to set foot in it again," exclaimed Miss Pengarvon in her harshest tones.
"Then you positively47 refuse to give me the information I ask for?" said the stranger, as if urging some point for the last time. "Let me beg of you to reconsider your determination."
"I have no information to give you, as I have already told you. Go; that is all I demand of you! Go!" Then, if Lucy had been there, she would have seen Miss Pengarvon with trembling fingers tear up the stranger's card and fling the fragments contemptuously at his feet.
"You may pretend not to believe what I have told you, but you are assured in your heart that it is true," he said, still speaking in the cold, level tones he had adopted throughout the interview.
"Lies--lies--lies! I feel no assurance of the kind. I place no credence48 in anything you have told me. Go, and never darken the threshold of this house again!"
Without a word more the stranger passed out of the Green Parlor, and the instant he had done so the door was shut and locked behind him.
"A fiend--nothing less than a fiend!" he remarked half aloud, as Lucy, with a scared face, proceeded to let him out at the front door.
Barney Dale, who had been away on some errand for his mistress at the time of the stranger's visit, was duly informed by his niece of all that had happened during his absence, as far as the facts were known to her. After Miss Pengarvon had retired for the night, Barney, perceiving the pieces of torn card on the floor, picked them carefully up, and succeeded, after a little trouble, in arranging them in their proper order, That being done he read, "Major Strickland, Army and Navy Club, Pall49 Mall."
"I canna call the name to mind nohow," muttered the old fellow. "What business can it ha' been that brought him all the way from London to Broome? Not----? No--that was all passed and over years ago. No, anything but that."
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hoarding
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retired
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shrillness
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