There ran through all his confused thoughts the exasperating1 consciousness that it was nonsense to be frightened, or even disturbed; that, in truth, nothing whatever had happened. But he could not lay hold of it to any comforting purpose. Some perverse2 force within him insisted on raising new phantoms3 in his path, and directing his reluctant gaze to their unpleasant shapes. Forgotten terrors pushed themselves upon his recollection. It was as if he stood again in the Board Room, with the telegram telling of old Tavender's death in his hands, waiting to hear the knock of Scotland Yard upon the door.
The coming of Gafferson took on a kind of supernatural aspect, when Thorpe recalled its circumstances. His own curious mental ferment4, which had made this present week a period apart in his life, had begun in the very hour of this man's approach to the house. His memory reconstructed a vivid picture of that approach—of the old ramshackle village trap, and the boy and the bags and the yellow tin trunk, and that decent, red-bearded, plebeian6 figure, so commonplace and yet so elusively7 suggestive of something out of the ordinary. It seemed to him now that he had at the time discerned a certain fateful quality in the apparition8. And he and his wife had actually been talking of old Kervick at the moment! It was their disagreement over him which had prevented her explaining about the new head-gardener. There was an effect of the uncanny in all this.
And what did Gafferson want? How much did he know? The idea that perhaps old Kervick had found him out, and patched up with him a scheme of blackmail9, occurred to him, and in the unreal atmosphere of his mood, became a thing of substance. With blackmail, however, one could always deal; it was almost a relief to see the complication assume that guise10. But if Gafferson was intent upon revenge and exposure instead? With such a slug-like, patient, tenacious11 fool, was that not more likely?
Reasonable arguments presented themselves to his mind ever and again: his wife had known of Gafferson's work, and thought highly of it, and had been in a position to learn of his leaving Hadlow. What more natural than that she should hasten to employ him? And what was it, after all, that Gafferson could possibly know or prove? His brother-in-law had gone off, and got too drunk to live, and had died. What in the name of all that was sensible had this to do with Thorpe? Why should it even be supposed that Gafferson associated Thorpe with any phase of the business? And if he had any notion of a hostile movement, why should he have delayed action so long? Why indeed!
Reassurance12 did not come to him, but at last an impulse to definite action turned his footsteps toward the cluster of greenhouses in the deepening shadow of the mansion14. He would find Gafferson, and probe this business to the uttermost. If there was discoverable in the man's manner or glance the least evidence of a malevolent15 intention—he would know what to do. Ah, what was it that he would do? He could not say, beyond that it would be bad for Gafferson. He instinctively16 clenched17 the fists in the pockets of his jacket as he quickened his pace. Inside the congeries of glazed18 houses he was somewhat at sea. It was still light enough to make one's way about in the passages between the stagings, but he had no idea of the general plan of the buildings, and it seemed to him that he frequently got back to places he had traversed before. There were two or three subordinate gardeners in or about the houses, but upon reflection he forbore to question them. He tried to assume an idly indifferent air as he sauntered past, nodding almost imperceptible acknowledgment of the forefingers19 they jerked upward in salutation.
He came at last upon a locked door, the key of which had been removed. The fact vaguely20 surprised him, and he looked with awakened21 interest through the panes22 of this door. The air inside seemed slightly thickened—and then his eye caught the flicker23 of a flame, straight ahead. It was nothing but the fumigation24 of a house; the burning spirits in the lamp underneath25 the brazier were filling the structure with vapours fatal to all insect life. In two or three hours the men would come and open the doors and windows and ventilate the place. The operation was quite familiar to him; it had indeed interested him more when he first saw it done than had anything else connected with the greenhouses.
His abstracted gaze happened to take note of the fact that the door-key was hanging on a nail overhead, and then suddenly this seemed to be related to something else in his thoughts—some obscure impression or memory which evaded26 him. Continuing to look at the key, a certain recollection all at once assumed great definiteness in his mind: it came to him that the labels on this patent fumigator27 they were using warned people against exposing themselves to its fumes28 more than was absolutely necessary. That meant, of course, that their full force would kill a human being. It was very interesting. He looked through the glass again, but could not see that the air was any thicker. The lamp still burned brightly.
He turned away, and beheld29 a man, in an old cap and apron30, at the further end of the palm-house he was in, doing something to a plant. Thorpe noted31 the fact that he felt no surprise in seeing that it was Gafferson. Somehow the sight of the key, and of the poison-spreading flame inside the locked door, seemed to have prepared him for the spectacle of Gafferson close at hand. He moved forward slowly toward the head-gardener, and luminous32 plans rose in his mind, ready-made at each step. He could strangle this annoying fool, or smother33 him, into non-resisting insensibility, and then put him inside that death-house, and let it be supposed that he had been asphyxiated34 by accident. The men when they came back would find him there. But ah! they would know that they had not left him there; they would have seen him outside, no doubt, after the fire had been lighted. Well, the key could be left in the unlocked door. Then it could be supposed that he had rashly entered, and been overcome by the vapours. He approached the man silently, his brain arranging the details of the deed with calm celerity.
Then some objections to the plan rose up before him: they dealt almost exclusively with the social nuisance the thing would entail35. There was to be a house-party, with that Duke and Duchess in it, of whom his wife talked so much, and it would be a miserable36 kind of bore to have a suffocated37 gardener forced upon them as a principal topic of conversation. Of course, too, it would more or less throw the whole household into confusion. And its effect upon his wife!—the progress of his thoughts was checked abruptly38 by this suggestion. A vision of the shock such a catastrophe39 might involve to her—or at the best, of the gross unpleasantness she would find in it—flashed over his mind, and then yielded to a softening40, radiant consciousness of how much this meant to him. It seemed to efface41 everything else upon the instant. A profoundly tender desire for her happiness was in complete possession. Already the notion of doing anything to wound or grieve her appeared incredible to him.
“Well, Gafferson,” he heard himself saying, in one of the more reserved tones of his patriarchal manner. He had halted close to the inattentive man, and stood looking down upon him. His glance was at once tolerant and watchful42.
Gafferson slowly rose from his slouching posture43, surveyed the other while his faculties44 in leisurely45 fashion worked out the problem of recognition, aud then raised his finger to his cap-brim. “Good-evening, sir,” he said.
This gesture of deference46 was eloquently47 convincing. Thorpe, after an instant's alert scrutiny48, smiled upon him. “I was glad to hear that you had come to us,” he said with benevolent49 affability. “We shall expect great things of a man of your reputation.”
“It'll be a fair comfort, sir,” the other replied, “to be in a place where what one does is appreciated. What use is it to succeed in hybridizing a Hippeastrum procera with a Pancratium Amancaes, after over six hundred attempts in ten years, and then spend three years a-hand-nursing the seedlings50, and then your master won't take enough interest in the thing to pay your fare up to London to the exhibition with 'em? That's what 'ud break any man's heart.”
“Quite true,” Thorpe assented51, with patrician52 kindliness53. “You need fear nothing of that sort here, Gafferson. We give you a free hand. Whatever you want, you have only to let us know. And you can't do things too well to please us.” “Thank you, sir,” said Gafferson, and really, as Thorpe thought about it, the interview seemed at an end.
The master turned upon his heel, with a brief, oblique54 nod over his shoulder, and made his way out into the open air. Here, as he walked, he drew a succession of long consolatory55 breaths. It was almost as if he had emerged from the lethal56 presence of the fumigator itself. He took the largest cigar from his case, lighted it, and sighed smoke-laden new relief as he strolled back toward the terrace.
But a few minutes before he had been struggling helplessly in the coils of an evil nightmare. These terrors seemed infinitely57 far behind him now. He gave an indifferent parting glance backward at them, as one might over his after-breakfast cigar at the confused alarms of an early awakening58 hours before. There was nothing worth remembering—only the shapeless and foolish burden of a bad dream.
The assurance rose within him that he was not to have any more such trouble. With a singular clearness of mental vision he perceived that the part of him which brought bad dreams had been sloughed59 off, like a serpent's skin. There had been two Thorpes, and one of them—the Thorpe who had always been willing to profit by knavery60, and at last in a splendid coup61 as a master thief had stolen nearly a million, and would have shrunk not at all from adding murder to the rest, to protect that plunder—this vicious Thorpe had gone away altogether. There was no longer a place for him in life; he would never be seen again by mortal eye....There remained only the good Thorpe, the pleasant, well-intentioned opulent gentleman; the excellent citizen; the beneficent master, to whom, even Gafferson like the others, touched a respectful forelock.
It passed in the procession of his reverie as a kind of triumph of virtue62 that the good Thorpe retained the fortune which the bad Thorpe had stolen. It was in all senses a fortunate fact, because now it would be put to worthy63 uses. Considering that he had but dimly drifted about heretofore on the outskirts64 of the altruistic65 impulse, it was surprisingly plain to him now that he intended to be a philanthropist. Even as he mentioned the word to himself, the possibilities suggested by it expanded in his thoughts. His old dormant66, formless lust13 for power stirred again in his pulses. What other phase of power carried with it such rewards, such gratitudes, such humble67 subservience68 on all sides as far as the eye could reach—as that exercised by the intelligently munificent69 philanthropist?
Intelligence! that was the note of it all. Many rich people dabbled70 at the giving of money, but they did it so stupidly, in such a slip-shod fashion, that they got no credit for it. Even millionaires more or less in public life, great newspaper-owners, great brewer-peers, and the like, men who should know how to do things well, gave huge sums in bulk for public charities, such as the housing of the poor, and yet contrived71 somehow to let the kudos72 that should have been theirs evaporate. He would make no such mistake as that.
It was easy enough to see wherein they erred73. They gave superciliously74, handing down their alms from a top lofty altitude of Tory superiority, and the Radicals75 down below sniffed76 or growled77 even while they grudgingly78 took these gifts—that was all nonsense. These aristocratic or tuft-hunting philanthropists were the veriest duffers. They laid out millions of pounds in the vain attempt to secure what might easily be had for mere79 thousands, if they went sensibly to work. Their vast benefactions yielded them at the most bare thanks, or more often no thanks at all, because they lacked the wit to lay aside certain little trivial but annoying pretensions80, and waive81 a few empty prejudices. They went on, year after year, tossing their fortunes into a sink of contemptuous ingratitude82, wondering feebly why they were not beloved in return. It was because they were fools. They could not, or they would not, understand the people they sought to manipulate.
What could not a man of real brain, of real breadth and energy and force of character, do in London with two hundred thousand pounds? Why, he could make himself master of the town! He could break into fragments the political ascendency of the snob83, “semi-detached” villa5 classes, in half the Parliamentary divisions they now controlled. He could reverse the partisan84 complexion85 of the Metropolitan86 delegation87, and lead to Westminster a party of his own, a solid phalanx of disciplined men, standing88 for the implacable Democracy of reawakened London. With such a backing, he could coerce89 ministries90 at will, and remake the politics of England. The role of Great Oliver himself was not too hopelessly beyond the scope of such a vision.
Thorpe threw his cigar-end aside, and then noted that it was almost dark. He strode up to the terrace two steps at a time, and swung along its length with a vigour91 and exhilaration of movement he had not known, it seemed to him, for years. He felt the excitement of a new incentive92 bubbling in his veins93.
“Her Ladyship is in her sitting-room94, sir,” a domestic replied to his enquiry in the hall. The title arrested his attention from some fresh point of view, and he pondered it, as he made his way along the corridor, and knocked at a door. At the sound of a voice he pushed open the door, and went in.
Lady Cressage, looking up, noted, with aroused interest, a marked change in his carriage. He stood aggressively erect95, his big shoulders squared, and his head held high. On his massive face there was the smile, at once buoyant and contained, of a strong man satisfied with himself.
Something impelled96 her to rise, and to put a certain wistfulness of enquiry into her answering smile.
“Your headache is better then?” she asked him.
He looked puzzled for a moment, then laughed lightly. “Oh—yes,” he answered. Advancing, he caught her suddenly, almost vehemently97, in his arms, aud covered the face that was perforce upturned with kisses. When she was released from this overwhelming embrace, and stood panting and flushed, regarding him with narrowed, intent eyes, in which mystification was mellowed98 by the gleam of not-displeased curiosity, he preferred a request which completed her bewilderment.
“Mrs. Thorpe,” he began, with significant deliberation, but smiling with his eyes to show the tenderness underlying99 his words—“would you mind if we didn't dress for dinner this evening, and if we dined in the little breakfast-room—or here, for that matter—instead of the big place?”
“Why, not at all, if you wish it,” she answered readily enough, but viewing him still with a puzzled glance.
“I'm full of new ideas,” he explained, impulsively100 impatient of the necessity to arrange a sequence among his thoughts. “I see great things ahead. It's all come to me in a minute, but I couldn't see it clearer if I'd thought it out for a year. Perhaps I was thinking of it all the time and didn't know it. But anyhow, I see my way straight ahead. You don't know what it means to me to have something to do. It makes another man of me, just to think about it. Another man?—yes, twenty men! It's a thing that can be done, and by God! I'm going to do it!”
She beheld in his face, as she scrutinized101 it, a stormy glow of the man's native, coarse, imperious virility102, reasserting itself through the mask of torpor103 which this vacuous104 year had superimposed. The large features were somehow grown larger still; they dominated the countenance105 as rough bold headlands dominate a shore. It was the visage of a conqueror—of a man gathering106 within himself, to expend107 upon his fellows, the appetites, energies, insensibilities, audacities108 of a beast of prey109. Her glance fluttered a little, and almost quailed110, before the frank barbarism of power in the look he bent111 upon her. Then it came to her that something more was to be read in this look; there was in it a reservation of magnanimity, of protection, of entreating112 invitation, for her special self. He might tear down with his claws, and pull to pieces and devour113 others; but his mate he would shelter and defend and love with all his strength. An involuntary trembling thrill ran through her—and then she smiled up at him.
“What is it you're going to do?” she asked him, mechanically. Her mind roved far afield.
“Rule England!” he told her with gravity.
For the moment there seemed to her nothing positively114 incongruous in the statement. To look at him, as he loomed115 before her, uplifted by his refreshed and soaring self-confidence, it appeared not easy to say what would be impossible to him.
She laughed, after a fleeting116 pause, with a plainer note of good-fellowship than he had ever heard in her voice before. “Delightful,” she said gayly. “But I'm not sure that I quite understand the—the precise connection of morning-dress and dinner in a small room with the project.” He nodded pleased comprehension of the spirit in which she took him. “Just a whim,” he explained. “The things I've got in mind don't fit at all with ceremony, and that big barn of a room, and men standing about. What I want more than anything else is a quiet snug117 little evening with you alone, where I can talk to you and—and we can be together by ourselves. You'd like it, wouldn't you?”
She hesitated, and there was a novel confession118 of embarrassment119 in her mantling120 colour and down-spread lashes121. It had always to his eyes been, from the moment he first beheld it, the most beautiful face in the world—exquisitely matchless in its form and delicacy122 of line and serene123 yet sensitive grace. But he had not seen in it before, or guessed that there could come to it, this crowning added loveliness of feminine confusion.
“You would like it, wouldn't you?” he repeated in a lower, more strenuous124 tone.
She lifted her eyes slowly, and looked, not into his, but over his shoulder, as in a reverie, half meditation125, half languorous126 dreaming. She swayed rather than stepped toward him.
“I think,” she answered, in a musing127 murmur,—“I think I shall like—everything.”
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