"He has evidently found his cousin very low, and needing constant care," she had sighingly remarked at dinner.
"Yes, Nellie," said the banker, cheerily, "but it is a comfort he is well. No doubt you are right about his cousin, and it has turned out as Hobart feared. In this case it is well he went, for he would always have reproached himself if he had not. The evening mail will probably make all clear."
"It has been so unfortunate!" complained Mrs. Kemble. "If it had only happened a little earlier, or a little later! To have all one's preparations upset and one's plans frustrated3 is exasperating4. Were it not for that journey, Helen would have been married by this time. People come ostensibly to express sympathy, but in reality to ask questions."
"I don't care about people," said Helen, "but the day has been so different from what we expected that it's hard not to yield to a presentiment5 of trouble. It is so dark and gloomy that we almost need a lamp at midday."
"Well, well," cried hearty6 Mr. Kemble, "I'm not going to cross any bridges till I come to them. That telegram from Hobart is all we need, to date. I look at things as I do at a bank-bill. If its face is all right, and the bill itself all right, that's enough. You women-folks have such a lot of moods and tenses! Look at this matter sensibly. Hobart was right in going. He's doing his duty, and soon will be back with mind and conscience at rest. It isn't as if he were ill himself."
"Yes, papa, that's just the difference; we women feel, and you men reason. What you say, though, is a good wholesome7 antidote8. I fear I'm a little morbid9 to-day."
After dinner she and her mother slipped over to the adjoining cottage, which had been made so pretty for her reception. While Mrs. Kemble busied herself here and there, Helen kindled10 a fire on the hearth11 of the sitting-room12 and sat down in the low chair which she knew was designed for her. The belief that she would occupy it daily and be at home, happy herself and, better far, making another, to whom she owed so much, happy beyond even his fondest hope, brought smiles to her face as she watched the flickering13 blaze.
"Yes," she murmured, "I can make him happier even than he dreams. I know him so well, his tastes, his habits, what he most enjoys, that it will be an easy task to anticipate his wishes and enrich his life. Then he has been such a faithful, devoted14 friend! He shall learn that his example had not been lost on me."
At this moment the wind rose in such a long mournful, human-like sigh about the house that she started up and almost shuddered15. When the evening mail came and brought no letter, she found it hard indeed not to yield to deep depression. In vain her father reasoned with her. "I know all you say sounds true to the ear," she said, "but not to my heart. I can't help it; but I am oppressed with a nervous dread16 of some impending17 trouble."
They passed the early hours of the evening as best they could, seeking to divert each other's thoughts. It had been long since the kind old banker was so garrulous18, and Helen resolved to reward him by keeping up. Indeed, she shrank from retiring, feeling that through the sleepless19 night she would be the prey20 of all sorts of wretched fancies. Never once did her wildest thoughts suggest what had happened, or warn her of the tempest soon to rage in her breast.
Then came the late messenger with the landlord's copied note. She snatched it from the bearer's hand before he could ring the bell, for her straining ears had heard his step even on the gravel22 walk. Tremblingly she tore open, the envelope in the hall without looking at the address.
"Mr. Jackson said how I was to give it to your father," protested the messenger.
"Well, well," responded Mr. Kemble, perturbed23 and anxious, "I'm here.
You can go unless there's an answer required.'
"Wasn't told nothin' 'bout2 one," growled24 the departing errand-boy.
"Give the note to me, Helen," said her father. "Why do you stare at it so?"
She handed it to him without a word, but looked searchingly in his face, and so did his wife, who had joined him.
"Why, this is rather strange," he said.
"I think it is," added Helen, emphatically.
Mrs. Kemble took the note and after a moment ejaculated: "Well, thank the Lord! it isn't about Hobart."
"No, no," said the banker, almost irritably25. "We've all worried about Hobart till in danger of making fools of ourselves. As if people never get sick and send for relatives, or as if letters were never delayed! Why, bless me! haven't we heard to-day that he was well? and hasn't Jackson, who knows more about other people's business than his own, been considerate enough to say that his request has nothing to do with Hobart? It is just as he says, some one is sick and wants to arrange about money matters before banking26 hours to-morrow. There, it isn't far. I'll soon be back."
"Let me go with you, father," pleaded Helen. "I can stay with Mrs.
Jackson or sit in the parlor27 till you are through."
"Oh, no, indeed."
"Papa, I AM going with you," said Helen, half-desperately. "I don't believe I am so troubled for nothing. Perhaps it's a merciful warning, and I may be of use to you."
"Oh, let her go, father," said his wife. "She had better be with you than nervously28 worrying at home. I'll be better satisfied if she is with you."
"Bundle up well, then, and come along, you silly little girl."
Nichol was too agreeably occupied with his supper to miss Hobart, who watched in the darkened parlor for the coming of Mr. Kemble. At last he saw the banker passing through the light streaming from a shop-window, and also recognized Helen at his side. His ruse29 in sending a note purporting30 to come from the landlord had evidently failed; and here was a new complication. He was so exhausted31 in body and mind that he felt he could not meet the girl now without giving way utterly32. Hastily returning to the room in which were Nichol and Jackson, he summoned the latter and said, "Unfortunately, Miss Kemble is coming with her father. Keep your counsel; give me a light in another private room; detain the young lady in the parlor, and then, bring Mr. Kemble to me."
"Ah, glad to see you, Mr. Kemble," said the landlord, a moment or two later, with reassuring33 cheerfulness; "you too, Miss Helen. That's right, take good care of the old gentleman. Yes, we have a sick man here who wants to see you, sir. Miss Helen, take a seat in the parlor by the fire while I turn up the lamp. Guess you won't have to wait long."
"Now, Helen," said her father, smiling at her significantly, "can you trust me out of your sight to go upstairs with Mr. Jackson?"
Much relieved, she smiled in return and sat down to wait.
"Who is this man, Jackson?" Mr. Kemble asked on the stairs.
"Well, sir, he said he would explain everything."
A moment later the banker needed not Martine's warning gesture enjoining34 silence, for he was speechless with astonishment35.
"Mr. Jackson," whispered Martine, "will you please remain in the other room and look after your patient?"
"Hobart," faltered36 Mr. Kemble, "in the name of all that's strange, what does this mean?"
"It is indeed very strange, sir. You must summon all your nerve and fortitude37 to help us through. Never before were your strength and good strong common-sense more needed. I've nearly reached the end of my endurance. Please, sir, for Helen's sake, preserve your self-control and the best use of all your faculties38, for you must now advise. Mr. Kemble, Captain Nichol is alive."
The banker sank into a chair and groaned39. "This would have been glad news to me once; I suppose it should be so now. But how, how can this be?"
"Well, sir, as you say, it should be glad news; it will be to all eventually. I am placed in a very hard position; but I have tried to do my duty, and will."
"Why, Hobart, my boy, you look more worn than you did after your illness. Merciful Heaven! what a complication!"
"A far worse one than you can even imagine. Captain Nichol wouldn't know you. His memory was destroyed at the time of the injury. All before that is gone utterly;" and Martine rapidly narrated40 what is already known to the reader, concluding, "I'm sorry Helen came with you, and I think you had better get her home as soon as possible. I could not take him to my home for several reasons, or at least I thought it best not to. It is my belief that the sight of Helen, the tones of her voice, will restore him; and I do not think it best for him to regain41 his consciousness of the past in a dwelling42 prepared for Helen's reception as my wife. Perhaps later on, too, you will understand why I cannot see him there. I shall need a home, a refuge with no such associations. Here, on this neutral ground, I thought we could consult, and if necessary send for his parents to-night. I would have telegraphed you, but the case is so complicated, so difficult. Helen must be gradually prepared for the part she must take. Cost me what it may, Nichol must have his chance. His memory may come back instantly and he recall everything to the moment of his injury. What could be more potent43 to effect this than the sight and voice of Helen? No one here except Jackson is now aware of his condition. If she can restore him, no one else, not even his parents, need know anything about it, except in a general way. It will save a world of disagreeable talk and distress44. At any rate, this course seemed the best I could hit upon in my distracted condition."
"Well, Hobart, my poor young friend, you have been tried as by fire," said Mr. Kemble, in a voice broken by sympathy; "God help you and guide us all in this strange snarl45! I feel that the first thing to be done is to get Helen home. Such tidings as yours should be broken to her in that refuge only."
"I agree with you most emphatically, Mr. Kemble. In the seclusion46 of her own home, with none present except yourself and her mother, she should face this thing and nerve herself to act her part, the most important of all. If she cannot awaken47 Captain Nichol's memory, it is hard to say what will, or when he will be restored."
"Possibly seeing me, so closely associated with her, may have the same effect," faltered the banker.
"I doubt it; but we can try it. Don't expect me to speak while in the hallway. Helen, no doubt, is on the alert, and I cannot meet her to-night. I am just keeping up from sheer force of will. You must try to realize it. This discovery will change everything for me. Helen's old love will revive in all-absorbing power. I've faced this in thought, but cannot in reality NOW—I simply CANNOT. It would do no good. My presence would be an embarrassment48 to her, and I taxed beyond mortal endurance. You may think me weak, but I cannot help it. As soon as possible I must put you, and if you think best, Captain Nichol's father, in charge of the situation. Jackson can send for his father at once if you wish."
"I do wish it immediately. I can't see my way through this. I would like Dr. Barnes' advice and presence also."
"I think it would be wise, sir. The point I wish to make is that I have done about all that I now can in this affair. My further presence is only another complication. At any rate, I must have a respite—the privilege of going quietly to my own home as soon as possible."
"Oh, Hobart, my heart aches for you; it just ACHES for you. You have indeed been called upon to endure a hundredfold too much in this strange affair. How it will all end God only knows. I understand you sufficiently49. Leave the matter to me now. We will have Dr. Barnes and Mr. and Mrs. Nichol here as soon as can be. I suppose I had better see the captain a few moments and then take Helen home."
Martine led the way into the other apartment, where Nichol, rendered good-natured by his supper and a cigar, was conversing50 sociably51 with the landlord. Mr. Kemble fairly trembled as he came forward, involuntarily expecting that the man so well known to him must give some sign of recognition.
Nichol paid no heed52 to him. He had been too long accustomed to see strangers coming and going to give them either thought or attention.
"I say, Hob't Ma'tine," he began, "don' yer cuss me fer eatin' all the supper. I 'lowed ter this Jackson, as yer call 'im, that yer'd get a bite somewhar else, en he 'lowed yer would."
"All right, Nichol; I'm glad you had a good supper."
"I say, Jackson, this Ma'tine's a cur'ous chap—mo cur'ous than I be, I reckon. He's been actin' cur'ous ever since he seed me in the horspital. It's all cur'ous. 'Fore21 he come, doctors en folks was trying ter fin53' out 'bout me, en this Ma'tine 'lows he knows all 'bout me. Ef he wuzn't so orful glum54, he'd be a good chap anuff, ef he is cur'ous. Hit's all a-changin' somehow, en yet' tisn't. Awhile ago nobody knowd 'bout me, en they wuz allus a-pesterin' of me with questions. En now Ma'tine en you 'low you know 'bout me, yet you ast questions jes' the same. Like anuff this man yere," pointing with his cigar to Mr. Kemble, who was listening with a deeply-troubled face, "knows 'bout me too, yet wants to ast questions. I don' keer ef I do say it, I had better times with the Johnnies that call me Yankee Blank than I ever had sence. Well, ole duffer [to Mr. Kemble], ast away and git yer load off'n yer mind. I don't like glum faces roun' en folks jes' nachelly bilin' over with questions."
"No, Captain Nichol," said the banker, gravely and sadly, "I've no questions to ask. Good-by for the present."
Nichol nodded a careless dismissal and resumed his reminiscences with Jackson, whose eager curiosity and readiness to laugh were much more to his mind.
Following the noise made by closing the door, Helen's voice rang up from the hall below, "Papa!"
"Yes, I'm coming, dear," he tried to answer cheerily. Then he wrung55
Martine's hand and whispered, "Send for Dr. Barnes. God knows you
should have relief. Tell Jackson also to have a carriage go for Mr.
Nichol at once. After the doctor comes you may leave all in our hands.
Good-by."
Martine heard the rustle56 of a lady's dress and retired57 precipitately58.
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