Heber Moorhouse, pressing hard on their heels, shouted now and again, swinging the rope’s end he carried and leaning far out of his saddle as he drove the stragglers in. The rough-coated, weedy-looking pony10 under him cantered on, stubborn in face and obedient in limb to the rider’s hand and balance. ‘Black Heber’ could bring in his sheep as easily without his dog as with him.
It was nothing in his colouring that had earned him the title by which some spoke11 of him, for his hair was of the same indefinite shade as that of many of his neighbours, and his eyes were rather light than dark. But they had a fire, on occasion, that suggested dark things even to the ardent12 and sober Baptist community to which he belonged. Though he was a young man he looked older than his years [Pg 11]by reason of his gauntness and his thin beard. He had sole charge of the flock on a fair-sized sheep farm, and was counted by his employer a responsible, if inconveniently13 independent, fellow. He was a convinced chapel14-goer, rather bigoted15 and with qualities which made certain wildnesses in him doubly marked by contrast.
He looked wild enough this afternoon, with his battered16, wide-brimmed hat and the arm which swung the rope-end showing sharply against the sky. He was a figure which by no stretch of imagination could be supposed to belong to the valley lying below his feet, rich, chequered, and green; its soft luxuriance pertained17 to another world from that which had given birth to this crude son of action.
The afternoon was wearing on and he was anxious to get the crowd in front of him to its destination in a pen farther along the plateau; when the sheep were off his hands there would be other matters [Pg 12]calling him, and his mind was running on far before the flock.
Meanwhile, as he rode on the mountain turf, a little concourse of people waited about among the trees at the head of the dingle farther on. Where a primitive18 cart-road plunged19 through a grove20 of alders22, a two-storied house, scarcely more pretentious23 than a cottage, stood back from it, facing the passer-by and parted from him by a wide yard. An obliterated24 signboard, high on the rough-cast wall, showed that the building had formerly25 been a house of entertainment, while it offered no clue to the device it had once borne, nor suggested the name, “Bethesda,” by which it was now known. What gave the place significance was the stream of water which crossed the road on its downward course and dived in among the trees, falling from level to level, and disappearing in the thicket26 of hazels and undergrowth.
Opposite to the house, but on the farther [Pg 13]side of the way, a paved channel was cut from the stream to a square pool the sides of which were walled by slabs28 of stone. From this another channel led to the edge of the high ground, but at the present moment it was blocked by a single slab27, the removal of which would drain the basin dry. The inlet from the main flow was controlled in like manner, and now both these sluices29 were closed and more than three feet of water lay in the pool, dark, and spotted30 with islands of bursting bubbles. A couple of two-wheeled vehicles rested on their shafts31 in the yard, while the beasts belonging to them, tethered upon the grass, got all they could out of their situation.
As Heber emerged from the outhouse in which he had tied up his pony to approach the pool, two persons were standing32 apart from the rest, with their backs turned to him, and he went towards a thick place, from which he could see them without [Pg 14]being noticed. The woman was a young, slight creature, soft-eyed, and with a swift gentleness of movement unlike that of the working class to which she belonged. Her clear skin flushed when her companion spoke to her as she stood by him holding a hymn33-book and nervously34 turning its leaves. She had a sensitive mouth and when she looked down her lashes35 rested in a broad fringe upon her cheek.
The other was a human being of a very different type, a man of ruddy complexion36, with white teeth showing in a pleasant smile when he spoke; he was well dressed and had the assured bearing of one who expects well of the world. Moorhouse watched the pair from where he stood in the background of alder21 stems. It was easy now to see why he was called ‘Black Heber.’
As more people arrived at the spot the girl seemed to shrink closer to the man beside her; and when three women went [Pg 15]off alone towards the house, she gave her book into his hand and prepared to follow them.
“It’s time now,” she said tremulously. “I must go. You’ll follow soon, Charles.”
“I suppose you must have your way, Catherine,” he said.
He looked after her as she disappeared and the door of the old inn closed behind her. Then a dark-coated man held up his hand for silence and the whole assembly went down upon its knees; Heber, too, knelt in his brake of alder. The dark-coated man began to pray aloud.
The prayer had continued a little time when Charles, who was looking eagerly towards the house from under the hand with which he had covered his face, saw the four women emerge again and come across the yard.
They approached slowly, one behind the other, a grey-headed woman first; and there was something in the solemn demeanour [Pg 16]of each that sent Charles Saunders’s mind back to the woodcuts of martyrdoms and executions he had seen as a boy in his school history-books. This half-barbarous scene was heightening the barrier which his slightly superior station had raised between himself and Catherine Dennis, though he was to be married to her in a week, and though he believed it to have fallen altogether. He frowned as the prayer ceased and he took his hands from his eyes. So far as he was anything, he was a Baptist by force of parentage and tradition, though the doctrine37 of total immersion38 appealed neither to him nor to his family. Nevertheless, he had promised her that he would embrace it practically, and he glanced at the small knot of men who awaited their turn to be baptized and with whom he was to present himself when the women came up from the pool.
The quiet figures stood modestly in a row behind the minister, Catherine and the [Pg 17]grey-haired woman together; the girl’s colour was mounting and fading again in her face. She looked over for a moment at her affianced husband, and he could see the exaltation that burned in her eyes, suggesting to him more than ever the idea of martyrdom. That sexless exaltation divided her from him too. He shifted from foot to foot and a smouldering anger was in him. It grew as he noticed that, though the other three wore boots and stockings, she had slipped her feet into a pair of shoes only and her bare ankles could be seen under her stuff petticoat. Heber’s eyes, which looked dark indeed, were set on her, and, as Saunders suddenly perceived him among the trees, the anger kindled39 in him like a flame.
He knew little of the man, scarcely more than that he was Catherine’s old lover, and that the two had parted because of some trivial disagreement; but he had once drawn40 from her the admission that she had [Pg 18]been afraid of Black Heber. Saunders, who worked for a well-to-do cattle-breeding uncle, whom he was eventually to succeed in business, was made of a different stuff from the tall shepherd whose ways were in the hill; and though the two men belonged to the same sect41 they did not go to the same chapel, for Saunders worshipped in Llangarth, where he and his relation lived and drove their trade. Heber’s looks suggested a rebellion against all with which the other held, and the independence that clothed him as a garment irked the richer man; for he had a mortifying42 certainty that if the other envied him at all, it was on Catherine’s account alone. There was annoyance43 in the thought that Heber Moorhouse would not have exchanged his sheep and his life of exertion44 and hardship—the cold winter snow and starlight of the mountain, its burning, shadeless summer heats—for the advantages which had placed himself high in the consideration [Pg 19]of Catherine’s few friends. Catherine was an orphan45 and her lot in life that of a maidservant at a humble46 farm. She had caught Charles’s affections in spite of every prejudice he possessed47 and the fact spoke well for the strength of his feelings.
The minister was beginning the opening line of a hymn. His voice was not strong, but the first sharp note pierced the silence of the trees and threw the murmur48 of falling water into the background. The sound gathered volume as one and then another of the congregation struck in. Saunders alone was silent; he had a rich voice which agreed with his generous type of looks and he was fond of using it; but he stood dumb in his place as verse after verse rose and fell. It seemed to him as if everything—voices, prayers, the very trees and the air of the early autumn afternoon—was conspiring49 to make a show of the girl who was his own and who was set [Pg 20]in front of these scores of eyes, conspicuous50, with her bare ankles.
As the last words of the hymn died out the minister stepped down into the water. It swirled51 round his middle, for he was a small man, and lapped against the stone sides of the pool; and the oddness of his appearance as he stood, fully52 dressed, in the confined space, with only the upper half of him visible, brought a smile to the lips of a few present to whom the sight was strange.
Catherine was the last of the four to descend53 into the pool, and she paused before entering it to help her grey-headed predecessor54 up the slope of the bank. The old woman was bewildered from the shock of the immersion, and her teeth chattered55 as the girl supported her for a moment before her companions led her away to the house. The minister looked after the retreating women with some concern. Every eye was upon Catherine, who had drawn the shawl she wore more tightly about her and stood [Pg 21]waiting for the support of her pastor’s hand. For a minute her heart quailed56 at the coming chill and her lips trembled; then she put forward one white ankle and found herself clinging to the man’s sleeve, and up to her waist in the pool. Her grasp loosened as she felt her feet and she joined her hands together while he lifted his voice, calling on God to look down on this woman, His servant, who stood forth57 to be baptized before the little congregation of the faithful. She did not unclasp her hands as he put one arm round her while he gently forced her backwards58 with the other; her eyes were closed as the water rose about her throat and over her forehead. Just as she disappeared completely under the surface the minister put his foot on a loose stone on the floor of the paved place and slipped. He regained59 his balance in a moment, but as Catherine felt his support waver, panic took her, and she made a convulsive effort to rise. The water [Pg 22]gripped at her shawl and the sudden weight almost dragged her down.
She had fastened the heavy covering securely, but it broke loose and floated, half submerged, on the pool. She stood up, pale and terrified, in her white shift and thick petticoat. The linen60 clung, dripping, to her shoulders and bosom61, outlining every curve of her body, and her loosened hair fell in a coil to her elbows. The minister drew the shawl from the water and wrapped it about her.
Saunders had come a few paces nearer, and as she regained the bank the girl could see, even through the streams pouring from her hair, his look of steady rage. She hurried quickly into the house: the tears were mingling62 with the colder drops that washed her cheeks. She sank down on a chair, in the room where the other women were putting on their dry clothes, and sobbed63. One of them came to her and began to unfasten her wet shift. A [Pg 23]dry one lay in a corner, with her stockings and the rest of her garments; she sobbed on, heeding64 no one, for her thoughts were with the angry man outside. She was very timid and she had looked forward to this day as to a day of happiness.
At the brink65 of the pool the men who were awaiting baptism were taking off their coats and boots and Saunders stood back again as he saw them making their preparations. The wrath66 which the sight of Catherine’s bare ankles and her thinly veiled body had raised turned every instinct in revolt against the rite67 he had witnessed. His foolish promise to share in it had been given in the glamour68 of some tender moment and he felt it would be impossible to redeem69 it. The whole thing disgusted him; he took his religion and its forms more as a matter of course than as a matter of conviction; and baptism by immersion struck him now as an absurdity70 for a man—a positive indecency for a woman. As [Pg 24]he saw the minister looking towards him he turned away, and went, in a tumult71 of revulsion, in among the trees. He would have no part with these people.
He felt a wide difference between himself and these men and women of the hillside; and he would take care that his wife should have no more to do with them. She had no relations, fortunately, to beset72 her with their influence.
He strode over the channel which was the outlet73 of the pool, his head down, his angry look fixed74 on the ground. He would have turned his back upon Bethesda, there and then, had he not told Catherine that he would walk home with her to the farmhouse75 at which she served. He knew that most of the congregation was aware of his intention to be baptized to-day, and he could not endure the well-meaning glances of inquiry76 that followed him. He hated every creature in it.
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He reached a large alder whose divided stems rose from a wet place, dark with that touch of the unhallowed which is the charm of alder trees; Heber was leaning against the trunk amid the thick brush of leaves. He was so appropriate a figure to his surroundings that an imaginative person might have been startled. Saunders, who had for the time being forgotten his existence, stopped. He was not imaginative, but Heber—or, rather, the religious aspect of him—stood in his mind for everything he was rebelling against now; for at this moment Charles felt ready to become an infidel. The other aspect of Heber—the one which had been uppermost while he watched the woman he loved from the alder brake—only struck him as the man spoke.
“I thought ye were to go down to the water alongside o’ her,” he said. “I would ha’ done better for her than that.”
There was savage77 contempt in his voice.
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“You!” exclaimed the other, catching78 his breath; “you, indeed!”
“Yes, I.”
“Ah! you scoundrel!” cried Saunders suddenly, “you black scoundrel, hiding there among the trees with your eyes on another man’s girl!”
“She won’t be yours long,” replied Heber.
“No, that she won’t!” shouted Saunders, “not if she’s going to keep up wi’ you folks on the hill! not if she’s to make a show of herself and a shame! not if she’s to go a different way to heaven from me that’s to be her husband! What’ll take me there’ll take her too, and she shall know it!”
His voice was so loud that many of the congregation were turning in his direction. By this time the minister had come up from the water and was speaking to the newly baptized persons who were standing about him. Catherine and the three [Pg 27]women waited afar off in the yard of the inn.
Charles controlled himself and his voice dropped. He went off to the house, skirting the limits of the crowd.
“I must be going home now,” said the girl nervously, as he joined her.
He made no reply, merely starting off down the road and bidding her come quickly. The people beside the pool had begun to talk and laugh, now that the business that had brought them together was over, and the sound of their loosened tongues made him hurry out of earshot. When they had gone a little way he turned upon Catherine. The fact that she had made no mention of his broken promise showed her to be entirely79 conscious of his mood.
“You’re angry with me,” she said as he was about to speak.
“Why did you come out i’ the face of all the people without your stockings and without your gown? What took you that [Pg 28]you couldn’t be decent and modest like the other women? There were you in your smock for all these gaping80 fellows to see—good-for-nothing rascals81 like that Black Heber sneaking82 there among the trees—damn him! I have no mind for my wife to be a sight for the like of him!”
Catherine looked up at him with an agonised face.
“I was ashamed of you—that’s what I was,” continued he, “and I’ll have no more of it! I tell you to be done with all these common folk that can’t get baptized without making a parade and a show of themselves. I wonder that an honest old grandmother like the woman beside you should let you go out of the house like that.”
“But my shawl came off,” protested Catherine, who was now crying bitterly; “the water pulled it away from me.”
“And where was your gown that should have kept you decent?”
“I’ve only got one,” sobbed the girl, [Pg 29]“an’ I was afraid to spoil it; I’ve been pinching an’ saving to buy my wedding dress, and there’s only this one to my back. Mrs. Job lent me her shawl that I mightn’t spoil what I’ve got.”
Charles hardly knew what to say. In his heart he really acquitted83 Catherine of the immodest behaviour with which he had charged her, but his humour demanded an outlet. What really wrung84 his withers85 was his smarting sense of the gulf86 between himself and the community from which he was taking a wife. His origin was no higher than that of the people whose voices he could still hear as they chatted round the precincts of Bethesda, but his uncle’s business had led him into a more sophisticated class, and he had identified himself passionately87 with it. In this access of contempt and wrath he had been stung into positive fury by the meeting with Heber Moorhouse; for he was a jealous man, and the thought that the girl he loved had [Pg 30]been the promised wife of such an one as Black Heber was more than he could bear. It had almost made him hate Catherine.
They walked on in silence. She turned her face from him and wept on; and Saunders’s sense of justice was beginning to be touched—as the sense of justice in the weak so often is—not by the actual rights of the matter, but by his own sentiments. He grew a little less furious. By the time they neared their destination he put out his hand and drew her closer to him.
“There, there,” he said, speaking more gently, “we’ll say no more about it. You’ll have more than one gown, I’ll go bail88, when we’re man an’ wife.”
Catherine Dennis’s existence had been dependent upon the will of others ever since she could remember and no thought of rebellion against her lover’s unreasonableness89 came to her. A so-called aunt had brought her up and at her death she had gone into service; she had never had [Pg 31]any choice in her course of life until ‘Black Heber’ had found his way into it. Even the quarrel which parted them had been the work of a third person, and Catherine had suffered and wept in secret and been barely consoled by those who never ceased telling her that he was a wild fellow and that she was well rid of him.
Only one person had taken a different line, and that was Mrs. Job Williams who lived near Pencoed Chapel, on the lower slope of the Black Mountain.
“Mrs. Job,” as she was called by her neighbours, was a sharp-featured, middle-aged90 matron, whose absolute ascendency over her husband had made him almost a negligible quantity with his acquaintance. Her own personality was so marked, and the impression she made upon the minds of her neighbours so keen, that it was considered a lucky thing for Catherine Dennis, tossed about, as she was, to have found anchorage in ‘Mrs. Job’s’ goodwill91. Her [Pg 32]mission was to keep the little Baptist Chapel of Pencoed in order, and she lived in a cottage beside the green track connecting that place with the more frequented ways along the hill. She was a fervent92 Baptist and it was owing to her that Catherine had been brought into the community. Only her feeling of responsibility for the girl’s soul had prevented her from turning her angular back upon her when Heber arrived one evening at her door, and she discovered that the two had parted; she had wrestled93 sorely with herself in her determination to keep friendly with Catherine, and that responsibility was probably the one thing that could have enabled her to do so. The girl was impressionable and excitable; she was determined94 that it should not be her fault if the lamb she had brought into the fold wandered back into the Church. She it was who had influenced Catherine to persuade Saunders to be rebaptized in Bethesda pool. Mrs. Job’s heart was hot [Pg 33]within her, for she liked the shepherd more than she did most people. She had no child and the lonely visions that came to her of the son she might have borne wore the face of Black Heber.
And now Catherine’s wedding was only a few days off. It was to take place at an early hour in the morning and she was to sleep at Mrs. Job’s house on the preceding night. But though her prospects95 were so good and though she was leaving a life of hard work for one of comparative ease; though Charles’s wrath had cooled during their long walk, she stood at the gate of the farm looking after him with a downcast heart. She had expected to be so happy, but it had been a day of tears. He had not said a word about his broken promise, and she had not found courage to speak of it.
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