“I had to stop and get some more money,” he explained, when they were in the street together. “There isn’t another place in these parts where they would change a cheque.”
“I noticed that they seemed to know you,” she replied, with reserve.
“Dear people that they are!” he cried. “The sight of them in the morning is always delightful6 to me. Did you observe it—the extraordinary cheerfulness of them all? You saw how the girls chaffed the ice-man, and how the fellow who brought in the soda-water cases had his joke with the waiters, and how madame clucked and chuckled7 like a good hen, as if they were all her brood, and everybody seemed to like everybody else?”
“I didn’t get the notion that they were very keen about me,” remarked Vestalia. “As a matter of sober fact, they scowled8.”
“Nonsense! Of course they were deferential9 to you—you represented a sort of dignified10 unaccustomedness to them, and they were afraid to beam at you. But bless you, they’re as simple and as sweet-hearted as children. They laugh and smile at people just out of pure native amiability11. The place is as good as a tonic12 to me of a morning when I am feeling blue and out of sorts.”
“But you are not this morning,” she reminded him.
For answer he drew her hand through his arm. They fell into step, and moved along at a sauntering gait on their way toward Oxford13 Street.
It was mid-August, and there had been a shower overnight. The pavement still showed damp in its crevices14, and the air was clear and fresh. A pale hazy15 sunshine began to mark out shadows in the narrow thoroughfares. By-and-by it would be hot and malodorous here, but just now the sense of summer’s charm found them out even in Soho.
She had asked him about himself. The question had risen naturally enough to her lips, and she had propelled it without diffidence. But when the words actually sounded in her own ears, they frightened her. The inquiry16 seemed all at once personal to the point of rudeness. The possibility of his resenting her curiosity rose in her mind, and on the instant flared17 upward into painful certainty.
“Oh, forgive me; I had no business to ask you!” she hurriedly added.
He laughed, and patted her arm. “Why on earth shouldn’t you?”
“I spoke18 without thinking,” she faltered20. “I suppose—that is, it occurs to me—perhaps gentlemen don’t like to be questioned—what I mean is, you didn’t answer, and I was afraid——”
“Afraid nothing!” he reassured21 her. “You mustn’t dream of being stand-offish with me. I shall get vexed22 with you if you do. My dear little lady, there isn’t anything in the world that you’re not as free as air to say to me, or ask me. I only hesitated because”—he began, smiling in a rueful, whimsical way down at her—“because it’s too complicated and sinister23 a recital24 to rush lightly into. My name is David Mosscrop, and I am an habitual25 criminal by profession. That will do to start with.”
Vestalia looked earnestly into his face for some sign that he was jesting. It was a clean-shaven face, cast by nature in a mould of gravity. The eyes had seemed a pleasant grey to her first cursory27 examination; but now, on closer scrutiny28, there might be a hardness as of steel in their colour. The lips and chin, too, had a sharpness of line that could mean unamiable things. And yet, how could she credit his words? It was true, she recalled, that by all accounts many superior gamblers, burglars, and other evil characters were in private life most kindly persons—of notoriously generous impulses. Pictures of the outlaws29 of romance, from Robin30 Hood31 to Dick Ryder, crowded upon her mental vision. The countenance32 into which she tremulously stared might have belonged to any of them—a little blurred33 by the effects of recent drink, a trifle stained in its lower parts by the need of a razor, yet adventurous34, subtle, courageous35; above all, commanding. Her heart fluttered at the thought of her own temerity36 in leaning on his arm, and she shot a swift glance forward toward the big thoroughfare they were nearing, where there would be crowds of people to see her. Then she tightened37 her hold, and said to herself that she didn’t mind a bit.
“You said I might ask anything I liked,” she found herself saying. “What is your special line of crime?”
“Well, specifically, I don’t know just how they would define me. I am not quite a confidence-man, because nobody ever reposes38 an atom of confidence in me. Mine is a peculiar39 sort of case. I cannot be said to deceive any one by my game, and yet, undoubtedly40, I come under the general head of impostors. I make my living by obtaining money under false pretences41.”
The girl was frankly42 mystified. This sounded so poor and mean that her instincts fluttered back to the original notion that he was joking. Sure enough, she could see the laughter latent in his eyes, now that she looked again.
“You’re just fooling!” she protested, and tugged43 admonishingly upon his arm. “Tell me what it is you do, quick!”
“How do you know I do anything?” he demanded. He hugged her arm against his side, to show what great fun it all was.
“Why shouldn’t I be a gentleman at large? There are such things, you know.”
She shook her head. “Gentlemen at large don’t read hard at the Museum in August. I never understood they were much given to reading at any time of year, for that matter. No, I know you do something. You are in a profession; I can see that. You are not a doctor; you are too polite and kind-mannered for that. I thought at first that you were a journalist, but they don’t have cheque-books. Oh, tell me, please!”
He laughed gaily44. “Ten thousand guesses and you’d never hit it. My dear lady, I profess26 Culdees.”
Vestalia pondered the information with gravity for a little, stealing sidelong glances to learn if this was more of his fun. “You can see how ignorant I am,” she remarked at last. “You will recognise presently that you are wasting your time with me. What are Culdees? Or is it a thing? I assure you I haven’t the remotest notion.”
“It is a secret,” he assured her, in tones which strove to be serious, but revealed a jocose45 note to her ear.
She shook his arm gleefully. “As if we could have secrets on our birthday!” she cried. “Tell me instantly all about Culdees! I insist.”
“But I don’t know anything about them. That is the secret—nobody knows anything about them. I draw a salary for devoting three weeks each year to explaining to a class of young men who desire to know nothing whatever about the Culdees, that if they did wish to learn about them they couldn’t possibly do it.”
“Are there any more jobs like that, that you know of?” inquired the girl. “It would just suit me.” Then she spoke less flippantly. “I’m afraid you’ve already discovered how shallow and ill-informed I am. You do not think it is worth while to talk seriously with me!”
He seemed much affected46 by her rebuke47. “My dear lady——” he began, in earnest disclaimer.
“No; what I mean is—” she interrupted him—pleased by his show of contrition48, but even more interested in the flow of her own ideas, and the sound of her own voice, which had taken on musical intonations49, and delicately-measured cadences50 since breakfast that were novel to her delighted hearing—“what I mean is, men do not have any real intellectual respect for women; they do not think of them in their deep-down thoughts as their mental equals; they still regard them, as their ancestors did thousands of years ago, as mere51 toys, playthings, creatures to pat on the cheek and talk pleasant nonsense to, when there is nothing better to do. And the worst of it is that so many women—a large majority—are contented52 with this, and aspire53 to nothing higher, and they set the rules for the rest; and hence young women who have ambitions, and do desire to make themselves the equals of men, and set up high ideals of intellectual life, they—they find themselves—find themselves——”
“Find themselves being regarded with much very genuine liking54 and friendship by those to whom they are good enough to give their company,” Mosscrop finished the sentence for her. He smiled to himself as he pressed her arm still more closely. The girl was not accustomed to drink, and the Capri and maraschino had gone to her tongue. He was pleasantly conscious of their influences himself, and upon second thought he liked his companion all the more for the innocent fearlessness with which she had followed his example. The charm of the whole experience strengthened its hold upon him. He looked down with tenderness upon her. “Yes, very genuine friendship—and gratitude,” he reiterated55, with ardour in his low voice.
She did not conceal56 the enjoyment57 she had in both look and tone. “The idea of real companionship is so precious in my eyes,” she murmured—“a true communion of minds. There is nothing else in life worth living for. Do you think there can be any real friendship without genuine intellectual respect?”
“Oh, I wouldn’t lay too much stress on that myself,” he answered, lightly. “I find that the fellows I really like the most—the men that I take the most solid comfort in putting in time with—are tremendous duffers from any intellectual point of view, but of course”—he found himself hastily adding—“that is among men. I have never known anything at all about women friends—that is, of what one may honestly call friends. But I am learning fast. I have reached the point of forming an ideal: she must be tall, with her hat just brushing above my collar. She must have the most wonderful pale yellow hair in the world, and the prettiest face, and new French boots—and——”
“You don’t care in the least what kind of a mind she has,” put in Vestalia, dolefully.
“Ah, you didn’t let me finish. She will have a spirit brave and yet tender, a mind broad and capable yet without arrogance58, a temperament59 attuning60 itself to each passing mood, sunny, shadowed, merry, pensive61, adventurous, timid—all as full of sweet little turns and twists and unexpected things in general as an April day. I don’t want her learned: I should hate her to be logical. I like her just as she is: I wouldn’t have her changed for the world.”
In details the definition perhaps left something to be desired. But its form of presentation brought a flush of satisfaction to Ves-talia’s cheek. She nestled closer still against his shoulder for a dozen paces or so, and when she drew away then, let him feel that it was because they were at Oxford Street, and for no other reason.
“Oh, the beautiful day!” was all she said.
They turned to the right, and sauntered aimlessly along down the broad pavement, pausing now and again to glance over some tradesman’s display, then drifting onward62 again, close together. Before a bookseller’s window at a corner they made a more considerable halt. Mosscrop scanned the rows of titles minutely, talking as he did so. Thus between comments on the volumes they looked at, and idle remarks on subjects which these suggested, she picked up this further account of her new friend’s affairs.
“I told you I was a Scotchman,” he said. “I was the son of a factor, a sort of steward64 over a biggish estate, and I never did anything but go to school from the earliest moment I can remember. It is as if I was born in a class-room, and cradled on a blackboard. It is a terrible land for that; tuition broods over it like a pestilence65. Their idea is to make of each child’s brain a sort of intellectual haggis; the more different kinds of stuff there are in it, the greater the fame of the teacher and the pride of the parents. I shudder66 now when I think how much I knew at the age of twelve. As for my eighteenth year, when I took the Strathbogie exhibition, Confucius, John Knox, and Lord Bacon rolled in one would have been frightened of me. My information was appalling67. My mother died from sheer excess of astonishment68 at having given birth to such a prodigy69. My father took to drink. The magnificence of my attainments70 not only threw him off his balance—it debauched the entire district. It is the law of history, you know, that communities and nations progress to a certain point, achieve some crowning deed in a golden age of splendid productiveness, and then wither71 and go off to seed. Well, my parish, having produced me, reached its climax72. Industry flagged, enterprise died down; the very land ceased to grow as much corn to the acre as formerly73. The people could do nothing but congregate74 at the taverns75 and discuss with bated breath my meteoric76 progress across the academic heavens. Oh, I was a most remarkable77 young man!
“It happened that there was also a remarkable old man in my neighbourhood. He came from nobody in particular, and went away young. People had long since forgotten that there had been such a lad, when one day he returned to us, well along in years, and infamously78 rich. I don’t mean that he had come wrongfully by his money. God knows how he got it; the story ran that it had something to do with smoked fish. Whatever its source, his wealth was wanton, preposterous79, criminal in its dimensions. He had no kith or kin2 remaining to him. Of course we knew he would build and endow an educational establishment. All rich old Scotchmen do that, as an ordinary matter. They have reared for us such myriads80 of brand-new colleges and seminaries on every hillside that I marvel81 even the rabbits and pheasants can escape learning to spell. There are logarithms in the very atmosphere.
“But this old man was not to be put off with a mere academy. He piled up a veritable castle of instruction, a first-class fortress82 of learning. And he had an idea of something which should be unique among all the schools of the world. It was all his own idea. Even in Scotland it had not occurred to anyone else. You must know that in early Scotch63 ecclesiastical history, say from the eighth to the twelfth centuries, there are occasional mentions of some bounders called Culdees, who seem to have run a little sacerdotal show of their own, something between hermits83 and canons-regular—it is absolutely impossible now to make out just what they were. But this extraordinary old man was quite clear in his mind about them. He had reasoned it all out for himself. He said that ‘Culdees’ was, of course, a mere popular corruption84 of ‘Chaldees.’ He loved to argue this with all comers, and he did so,—my word for it, he did! How nobody in Scotland ever agrees with any view or opinion advanced by any other person, but the art of disagreeing has been reduced, by ages of use, to a delicately-modulated system. Everybody disputed his ridiculous notion of the ‘Chaldees’—they would have fought it just as stoutly85 if it had been a wise one—but he was a very rich man, and he had benevolent86 intentions toward the district, and so they ‘roared him gently as any sucking dove.’ They couldn’t admit his contention87, oh no, but they let him feel that they were thinking about it, that it had made an impression on their minds, that in due time they might see it differently.
“The upshot was that the old fool established a Culdee Chair in the faculty88 of his new college, and made it worth more money than any other professorship of the lot. The celebrity89 of my performances at school was fresh then, and reached his ears. He gave the billet to me, and confirmed it to me in his will when he died, a year later—and that is all.”
“And you actually only work three weeks a year? And get paid a whole year’s salary for that?”
Vestalia regarded him with astonishment, as she put the question.
They had strolled meanwhile down the great thoroughfare, crossed it, and passed into a narrower lateral90 by-way.
“It is hardly even three full weeks’ work,” he replied. “There is nothing to do in the way of fresh discovery. Reeves and Skene and other fellows have gleaned91 the last spear of straw in the stubble. I do go through the form of getting up some lectures each Autumn, but it is really such dreadful humbug92 that I’m ashamed to look the students in the face, let alone my fellow-professors. Fortunately, most of the latter are clergymen, and that makes it a little easier. They know that they are as big frauds as I am, in their own line of goods, and so we say nothing about it.”
“What struck me,” she began, hesitatingly, “you spoke rather—what I mean is, you don’t appear to be very grateful to the old gentleman who arranged all this for you—and to me it seems the most wonderful thing I ever heard of. I should thank his memory on my bended knees every day of my life if I were the Professor of Culdees. I couldn’t find it in my heart to poke19 fun at him; I should think of him and revere93 him as my benefactor94, always!”
“Hm—m!” said Mosscrop. “I’m not sure I don’t wish he’d never been born, or had choked on a bone of one of his own damned Finnan baddies, before ever he came back to us!”
The ring in his voice, like a surly rattling95 of chains, brought back to her vividly96 the scene of his despondency at the restaurant.
She made haste to lay her hand upon his arm.
“Oh, do you see where we are?” she cried, vivaciously97, snatching at the chance of diversion.
Sure enough, a section of the Museum’s stately front lay before them, filling to topheaviness the perspective of the small street. They had wandered instinctively98 toward this pre-natal rendezvous99 of their friendship. Their eyes softened100 now as they looked at the grey, pillared block of masonry101 stretching across the end of their by-way.
“It draws us like a magnet,” said Moss-crop. “Come, what do you say? Shall we go in for an hour, and wander about as if we were nice rural people come up to London to see the sights? I should like to myself.”
“The dear old place!” sighed Vestalia, with mellow102 tones.
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