Horace, having completely satisfied himself, took off the coat again, went down-stairs in his velveteen lounging-jacket, and sought out his father in the library, which served as a smoking-room for the two men.
The General sat in one chair, with his feet comfortably disposed on another, and with a cup of coffee on still a third at his side. He was reading that morning’s Thessaly Banner, through passing clouds of cigar-smoke. His brow was troubled.
“Hello, you’re back, are you?” was his greeting to his son. “I see the whole crowd of workmen in your rolling-mills decided7 last night not to submit to the new scale; unanimous, the paper says. Seen it?”
“No, but I guessed they would,” said Horace, nonchalantly. “They can all be damned.”
The General turned over his paper. “There’s an editorial,” he went on, “taking the workmen’s side, out and out. Says there’s something very mysterious about the whole business. Winds up with a hint that steps will be taken to test the legality of the trust, and probe the conspiracy9 that underlies10 it. Those are the words—‘probe the conspiracy.’ Evidently, you’re going to have John Fairchild in your wool. He’s a good fighter, once you get him stirred up.”
“He can be damned, too,” said Horace, taking a chair and lighting11 a cigar. “These free-trade editors make a lot of noise, but they don’t do anything else. They’re merely blue-bottle flies on a window-pane—a deuce of a nuisance to nervous people, that’s all. I’m not nervous, myself.”
The General smiled with good-humored sarcasm13 at his offspring. “Seems to me it wasn’t so long ago that you were tarred with the same brush yourself,” he commented.
“Most fellows are free-traders until it touches their own pockets, or rather until they get something in their pockets to be touched. Then they learn sense,” replied Horace.
“You can count them by thousands,” said the General. “But what of the other poor devils—the millions of consumers who pay through the nose, in order to keep those pockets full, eh? They never seem to learn sense.”
Horace smiled a little, and then stretched out his limbs in a comprehensive yawn. “I can’t sleep on the cars as well as I used to,” he said, in explanation. “I almost wish now I’d gone to bed when I got home. I don’t want to be sleepy this afternoon, of all times.”
The General had returned to his paper. “I see there’s a story afloat that you chaps mean to bring in French Canadian workmen, when the other fellows are locked out. I thought there was a contract labor14 law against that.”
Horace yawned again, and then, rising, poured out a little glassful of spirits from a bottle on the mantel, and tossed it off. “No,” he said, “it’s easy enough to get around that. Wendover is up to all those dodges15. Besides, I think they are already domiciled in Massachusetts.”
“Vane” Boyce laid down the paper and took off his eye-glasses. “I hope these fellows haven’t got you into a scrape,” he remarked, eyeing his son. “I don’t more than half like this whole business.”
“Don’t you worry,” was Horace’s easy response.
“I’ll take good care of myself. If it comes to ‘dog eat dog,’ they’ll find my teeth are filed down to a point quite as sharp as theirs are.”
“Maybe so,” said the father, doubtfully. “But that Tenney—he’s got eyes in the back of his head.”
“My dear fellow,” said Horace, with a pleasant air of patronage16, “he’s a mere12 child compared with Wendover. But I’m not afraid of them both. I’m going to play a card this afternoon that will take the wind out of both their sails. When that is done, I’ll be in a position to lay down the law to them, and read the riot act too, if necessary.”
The General looked inquiry17, and Horace went on: “I want you to call for me at the office at three, and then we’ll go together to the Minsters. I wouldn’t smoke after luncheon18, if I were you. I’m not going down until afternoon. I’ll explain to you what my idea is as we walk out there. You’ve got some ‘heavy father’ business to do.”
Horace lay at his ease for a couple of hours in the big chair his father had vacated, and mused19 upon the splendor20 of his position. This afternoon he was to ask Kate Minster to be his wife, and of the answer he had no earthly doubt. His place thus made secure, he had some highly interesting things to say to Wendover and Tenney. He had fathomed21 their plans, he thought, and could at the right moment turn them to his advantage. He had not paid this latest visit to the iron magnates of Pennsylvania for nothing. He saw that Wendover had counted upon their postponing22 all discussion of the compensation to be given the Minsters for the closing of their furnaces until after January 1, in order that when that date came, and Mrs. Minster had not the money to pay the half-yearly twelve thousand dollars interest on the bonds, she would be compelled to borrow still more from him, and thus tighten23 the hold which he and Tenney had on the Minster property. It was a pretty scheme, but Horace felt that he could block it. For one thing, he was certain that he could induce the outside trust directors to pass upon the question of compensation long before January. And even if this failed, he could himself raise the money which Mrs. Minster would need. This he would do. Then he would turn around and demand an accounting24 from these scoundrels of the four hundred thousand dollars employed in buying the machinery25 rights, and levy26 upon the plant of the Thessaly Manufacturing Company, if necessary, to secure Mrs. Minster’s interests. It became all very clear to his mind, now he thought it over, and he metaphorically27 snapped his fingers at Wendover and Tenney as he went up-stairs and once more carefully dressed himself.
The young man stopped in the hall-way as he came down and enjoyed a comprehensive view of himself in the large mirror which was framed by the hat-rack. The frock coat and the white effect at the neck were excellent. The heavy fur collar of the outer coat only heightened their beauty, and the soft, fawn-tinted suède gloves were quite as charming in the contrast they afforded under the cuffs28 of the same costly29 fur. Horace put his glossy30 hat just a trifle to one side, and was too happy even to curse the climate which made rubbers over his patent-leather shoes a necessity.
He remembered that minute before the looking-glass, in the after-time, as the culmination31 of his upward career. It was the proudest, most perfectly contented32 moment of his adult life.
“There is something I want to say to you before you go.”
Reuben Tracy stood at the door of a small inner office, and looked steadily33 at his partner as he uttered these words.
There was little doing in the law in these few dead-and-alive weeks between terms, and the exquisitely34 dressed Horace, having gone through his letters and signed some few papers, still with one of his gloves on, had decided not to wait for his father, but to call instead at the hardware store.
“I am in a bit of a hurry just now.” he said, drawing on the other glove. “I may look in again before dinner. Won’t it keep till then?”
“It isn’t very long,” answered Reuben. “I’ve concluded that the partnership35 was a mistake. It is open to either of us to terminate it at will. I wish you would look around, and let me know as soon as you see your way to—to—”
“To getting out,” interposed Horace. In his present mood the idea rather pleased him than otherwise. “With the greatest pleasure in the world. You have not been alone in thinking that the partnership was a mistake, I can assure you.”
“Then we understand each other?”
“Perfectly.”
“And you will be back, say at—”
“Say at half-past five.”
“Half-past five be it,” said Reuben, turning back again to his desk.
Horace made his way across the muddy high street and found his father, who smelt36 rather more of tobacco than could have been wished, but otherwise was in complete readiness.
“By the way,” remarked the young man, as the two walked briskly along, “I’ve given Tracy notice that I’m going to leave the firm. I daresay we shall separate almost immediately. The business hasn’t been by any means up to my expectations, and, besides, I have too much already to do for the Minster estate, and am by way, now, of having a good deal more.”
“I’m sorry, for all that,” said the General. “Tracy is a first-rate, honest, straightforward37 fellow. It always did me good to feel that you were with him. To tell you the truth, my boy,” he went on after a pause, “I’m damnably uneasy about your being so thick with Tenney and that gang, and separating yourself from Tracy. It has an unsafe look.”
“Tracy is a tiresome38 prig,” was Horace’s comment. “I’ve stood him quite long enough.”
The conversation turned now upon the object of their expedition, and when this had been explained to the General, and his part in it outlined, he had forgotten his forebodings about his son’s future.
That son himself, as he strode along, with his head well up and his shoulders squared, was physically39 an object upon which the paternal40 eye could look with entire pride. The General said to himself that he was not only the best-dressed, but the handsomest young fellow in all Dearborn County; and from this it was but a mental flash to the recollection that the Boyces had always been handsome fellows, and the old soldier recalled with satisfaction how well he himself had felt that he looked when he rode away from Thessaly at the head of his regiment41 after the firing on Fort Sumter.
Mrs. Minster came down alone to the drawingroom to receive her visitors, and showed by her manner some surprise that the General accompanied his son.
“I rather wanted to talk with you about what you learned at Pittsburg,” she said, somewhat bluntly, to Horace, after conversation on ordinary topics had begun to flag.
The General rose at this. “Pray let me go into the library for a time, I beg of you,” he said, in his courtly, cheery manner. “I know the way, and I can amuse myself there till you want me; that is,” he added, with a twinkle in his eye, “if you decide that you want me at all.”
Mrs. Minster bowed as the General went off. She did not quite understand what this stout42, red-faced man meant by being wanted, and she was extremely anxious to know all that her lawyer had to tell her about the trust.
What he had to tell her was eminently43 satisfactory. The directors had postponed44 the question of how much money should be paid for the shutting-down of the Minster furnaces, simply because it was taken for granted that so opulent a concern could not be in a hurry about a settlement. He was sure that he could have the affair all arranged before December. As to other matters, he was equally confident. A year hence she would be in vastly better condition, financially, than she had ever been before. Under these assurances Mrs. Minster purred visible content.
Then Horace began to introduce the subject nearest his heart. The family had been excessively kind to him during the summer, he said. He had been privileged to meet them on terms of almost intimacy45, both here and elsewhere. Every day of this delightful46 intercourse47 had but strengthened his original desire. True to his word, he had never uttered a syllable48 of what lay on his heart to Miss Kate, but he was not without confidence that she looked upon him favorably. They had seemed always the best of friends, and she had accepted from him attentions which must have shadowed forth49 to her, at least vaguely50, the state of his mind. He had brought his father—in accordance with what he felt to be the courtesy due from one old family to another—to formally speak with her upon the subject, if she desired it, and then he himself, if she thought it best, would beg for an interview with Miss Kate. Or did Mrs. Minster think it preferable to leave this latter to the sweet arbitrament of chance?
Horace looked so well in his new clothes, and talked with such fluency51 of feeling, and moreover had brought such comforting intelligence about the business troubles, that Mrs. Minster found herself at the end smiling on him maternally52, and murmuring some sort of acquiescence53 to his remarks in general.
“Then shall I bring in my father?” He asked the question eagerly, and rising before she could reply, went swiftly to the door of the hall and opened it.
Then he stopped with abruptness54, and held the door open with a hand that began to tremble as the color left his face.
A voice in the hall was speaking, and with such sharply defined distinctness and high volume that each word reached even the mother where she sat.
“You may tell your son, General Boyce,” said this voice, “that I will not see him. I am sorry to have to say it to you, who have always been polite to me, but your son is not a good man or an honest man, and I wish never to see him again. With all my heart I wish, too, that we never had seen him, any of us.”
An indistinct sound of pained remonstrance55 arose outside as the echoes of this first voice died away. Then followed a noise of footsteps ascending56 the carpeted stairs, and Horace’s empty, staring eyes had a momentary57 vision of a woman’s form passing rapidly upward, away from him.
Then he stood face to face with his father—a bleared, swollen58, indignant countenance59 it was that thrust itself close to his—and he heard his father say, huskily:
“I am going. Let us get out of this house.”
Horace mechanically started to follow. Then he remembered that he had left his hat behind, and went back into the drawing-room where Mrs. Minster sat. The absence of deep emotion on her statuesque face momentarily restored his own presence of mind.
“You have heard your daughter?” he said, his head hanging in spite of himself, but his eyes keeping a strenuous60 scrutiny61 upon her face.
“Yes: I don’t know what has come over Kate, lately,” remarked Mrs. Minster; “she always was the most curious girl.”
“Curious, indeed!” He choked down the sneer62 which tempted63 him, and went on slowly: “You heard what she said—that I was dishonest, wicked. Where she has suddenly got this new view of me, doesn’t matter—at least, just at this moment. But I surely ought to ask if you—if you share it. Of course, if I haven’t your confidence, why, I must lay down everything.”
“Oh, mercy, no! You mustn’t think of it,” the lady said, with animation64. “I’m sure I don’t know in the least what it all means. I never do know with my daughters. They get all sorts of crazy notions. It makes my head ache sometimes wondering what they will do next—Kate, especially. No, you mustn’t mind her. You really mustn’t.”
The young man’s manner had gradually taken on firmness, as if under a coat of ice. The glance which he still bent65 upon Mrs. Minster had a novel glitter in it now.
“Then I am to remain your lawyer, in spite of this, as if it hadn’t happened?”
“Why, bless me, yes! Why not? Girls will be girls, I suppose. At least, that is the saying. But—oh, by all means! You must see me through this dreadful trust business, though, as you say, it must all be better in the end than ever before.”
“Good-day, Mrs. Minster. I shall continue, then, to hold myself at your service.”
He spoke66 with the same grave slowness, and bowed formally, as if to go.
The lady rose, and of her own volition67 offered him her hand. “Perhaps things will alter in her mind. I am so sorry!” she said.
The young man permitted himself a ghostly half-smile. “It is only when I have thought it all over that I shall know whether I am sorry or not,” he said, and bowing again he left her.
Out by the gate, standing68 on the gravel-path wet with November rain and strewn with damp, fallen leaves, the General waited for him. The air had grown chill, and the sky was spreading a canopy69 for the night of gloomy gray clouds. The two men, without a word, fell into step, and walked down the street together. What was there to say?
Horace, striding silently along with his teeth tight set, his head bowed and full of fierce confusion of thought, and his eyes angrily fixed70 on the nothing straight ahead, became, all at once, aware that his office-boy was approaching on the sidewalk, whistling dolefully to suit the weather, and carrying his hands in his pockets.
“Where are you going, Robert?” the lawyer demanded, stopping the lad, and speaking with the aggressive abruptness of a man longing71 to affront72 all about him.
“To Mrs. Minster’s,” answered the boy, wondering what was up, and confusedly taking his hands out of his pockets.
“What for?” This second question was even more sharply put.
“This letter from Mr. Tracy.” The boy took a letter from the inside of his coat, and then added: “I said Mrs. Minster, but the letter is for her daughter. I’m to give it to her herself.”
“I’ll take charge of it myself,” said Horace, with swift decision, stretching out his hand.
But another hand was reached forth also, and grasped the young man’s extended wrist with a vehement73 grip.
“No, by God! you won’t!” swore the General, his face purpling with the rush of angry blood, and his little gray eyes flashing. “No, sir, you won’t!” he repeated; and then, bending a momentary glance upon the boy, he snapped out: “Well, you! don’t stand staring here! Go and do your errand as you were told!”
The office-boy started with a run to obey his command, and did not slacken his pace until he had turned a corner. He had never encountered a real general in action before, and the experience impressed him.
Father and son looked in silence into each other’s faces for an instant. Then the father said, with something between a curse and a groan74:
“My God! the girl was right! You are a damned scoundrel!”
“Well, however that may be,” replied Horace, frowning, “I’m not in the mood just now to take any cheek, least of all from you!”
As the General stared at him with swelling75 rage in his fat face, and quivering, inarticulate lips, his son went on in a bitter voice, from between clinched76 teeth:
“I owe this to you! to nobody else but you! Everything I did was done to lift you out of the gutter77, to try and make a man of you again, to put you back into decent society—to have the name of Boyce something else once more besides a butt78 for bar-keepers and factory-girls. I had you around my neck like a mill-stone, and you’ve pulled me down. I hope you’re satisfied!”
For a moment it seemed as if the General would fall. His thick neck grew scarlet79, his eyes turned opaque80 and filled with tears, and he trembled and almost tottered81 on his legs. Then the fit passed as suddenly as it had come. He threw a sweeping82 glance up and down the figure of his son—taking in the elegant line of the trousers, the costly fur, the delicate, spotless gloves, the white jewelled neckwear, the shining hat, the hardened and angry face beneath it—and then broke boisterously83 forth into a loud guffaw84 of contemptuous laughter.
When he had laughed his fill, he turned upon his heel without a word and walked away, carrying himself with proud erectness85, and thumping86 his umbrella on the sidewalk with each step as he went.
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