He and Geoffrey were seated one night in the smoking room in the Cavendish Square house talking over a glass of whisky and soda14. They had dined with a friend, and Harry had inveigled15 Geoffrey out of his way to spend an hour with him before going home.
"No, I certainly am not superstitious16," he was saying, "but if I were, I really should be very much impressed by what has happened. I never heard of a stranger series of coincidences. You remember the lines engraved17 round the Luck:
"'When the Luck is found again,
Fear both fire and frost and rain.'
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"Well, as you know, two days after I found the Luck, I slipped on the steps as we were going out shooting, and sprained18 my ankle—in consequence of not looking where I was going, say you, and I also, for that matter. The Luck, say the superstitious: that is the frost. As soon as I get right, I go out shooting again, get wet through, and catch a pretty bad chill—because I didn't go and change, say you. The Luck, say the superstitious: that is the rain. Finally, the very day you left, I tripped over the hearthrug, fell into the fire, and burned half my hair off. Well, if that isn't fire I don't know what is. 'Fear both fire and frost and rain,' you see. Certainly I have suffered from all three, but if old Francis could only give me a cold, and a sprained ankle, and a burn, I don't think much of his magic. Well, I've paid the price, and now there is the Luck to look forward to. Dear me, I'm afraid I've been jawing19."
"I wonder if you believe it at all," said Geoffrey. "For myself, I should chuck the beastly pot into the lake, not because I believed it, but for fear that I some day might. If you get to believe that sort of thing, you are done."
"I am sure I don't believe it," said the other, "and so I shall not chuck the beastly pot into the lake. Nor would you if it were yours. But, if I did believe it, Geoff, there would be all the more reason for keeping it. Don't you see, I've been through the penalties, now let me have the prizes. That's the way to look at it. I don't[Pg 45] look at it, I must remind you, in that way; I only say, what a strange series of coincidences! You can hardly deny that that is so."
"What have you done with it?" asked Geoffrey.
"The beastly pot? It's down at Vail. Uncle Francis is there, too. I wanted him to come up to London with me, but he wouldn't. Now, there's a cruel thing, Geoff. My God, it makes my blood boil when I think of it!"
"Think of what?"
"Of the persistent20 ill luck which has dogged my uncle throughout his life. Of the odious—well, not suspicion, it is not so definite as that—which seems to surround him. I was at Lady Oxted's the other night, and mentioned him casually21, but she said nothing and changed the subject. Oh, it was not a mere22 chance; the thing has happened before."
Geoffrey squirted some soda water into his glass.
"Suspicion! what do you mean?" he asked.
"No; suspicion is the wrong word. Uncle Francis told me all about his life on the last evening that I was at Vail, and I never heard anything so touching23, so cruel, or so dignified24. All his life he has been the victim of an ill luck so persistent that it looks as if some malignant25 power must have been pursuing him. Well, I am going to try to make it up to him. I wonder if a rather long and very private story about his affairs would interest you at all?"
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"Rather. I should like to hear it."
"Well, this is almost exactly as he told it me, from the beginning. He was a twin of my grandfather's; there's a piece of bad luck to start with, and being just half a minute late about coming into the world, he is a younger son, which is no fun, I can tell you, in our impoverished26 family."
"That may happen to anybody," said Geoffrey; "I'm a younger son myself, but I don't scream over that."
Harry laughed.
"Nor does he. Don't interrupt, Geoff. Then he married a very rich girl, who died three years afterward27, childless, leaving all her money back to her own relatives. It was a most unhappy marriage from the first; but don't aim after cheap cynicism, and say that the real tragedy there was not her death, but the disposition28 of her property. I can tell you beforehand that this was not the case. He was devoted29 to her."
"Well?"
Harry's voice sank.
"And then, twenty-two years ago, came that awful affair of young Harmsworth's death. Did you ever hear it spoken of?"
Geoffrey was silent a moment.
"Yes, I have heard it spoken of," he said at length.
Harry flushed.
"Ah! in connection with my uncle, I suppose?" he said.
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"Yes; his name was mentioned in connection with it."
"It is a crying shame!" said Harry hotly. "And so people talk of it still, do they? I never heard of it till he told me all about it the other night. That is natural: people would not speak of it to me."
"I only know the barest outline," said Geoffrey. "Tell me what Mr. Francis told you."
"Well, it was this way: He was staying down at our house in Derbyshire, which was subsequently sold, for my grandfather had made him a sort of agent there after his wife's death, and he would be there for months together. Next to our place was a property belonging to some people called Harmsworth, and at this time, twenty-two or twenty-three years ago, young Harmsworth—his name was Harold—had only just come into it, having had a very long minority like me. Uncle Francis used to be awfully30 good to him, and two years before he had got him out of a scrape by advancing to him a large sum of money. It was his own, and it was this loan which had crippled him so much on his wife's death. The arrangement had been that it should be paid immediately Harold Harmsworth came of age. Well, he was not able to do this at once, for his affairs were all upside down, and he asked for and received a renewal31 of it. For security, he gave him the reversion of his life-insurance policy."
Again Harry's voice sank to near a whisper.
"Two days after this arrangement had been[Pg 48] made, young Harmsworth and Uncle Francis were pottering about the hedgerows alone, just with a dog, to get a rabbit or two, or anything that came in their way, and, getting over a fence, Harmsworth's gun went off, killing32 him instantly. Think how awful!"
"Why people will get over fences without taking their cartridges33 out is more than I could ever imagine," said Geoffrey; "but they will continue to do so till the end of time. I beg pardon."
"Well, here comes the most terrible part of the whole affair," went on the other. "There was an inquest, and though my uncle was scarcely fit to attend, for he says he was almost off his head with so dreadful a thing happening, he had to go. He gave his account of the matter, and said that he himself was nearly hit by some of the shot. That, he tells me, was his impression, but he is willing to believe that it was not so, for, as he says, your imagination may run riot at so ghastly a time. But it was a most unfortunate thing to have said, for it seemed to be quite incompatible34 with the other evidence. Then, when it was known about the insurance policy, horrible, sinister35 rumours36 began to creep about. He was closely questioned as to whether he knew for what purpose young Harmsworth wanted the money he had advanced him, and he would not say. Neither would he tell me, but I understood that there was something disgraceful; blackmail37, I suppose. He had an awful scene with Mrs. Harmsworth, Harold's[Pg 49] mother. His friends, of course, scouted38 the idea of the possibility of such a possibility, but others, acquaintances, cooled toward him, though not exactly believing what was in the air; others cut him direct. It was only the medical evidence at the inquest, which showed that the injury of which Harmsworth died could easily have been inflicted39 by himself, that saved my uncle, in all probability, from being brought to trial. He said to me that it would have been better if he had, for then he would have been completely cleared, whereas now the matter will never be reopened."
"What an awful story!" said Geoffrey.
"Yes, and that was not the end of his trouble. Ten years later he had to declare bankruptcy40, and my father gave him an annuity41. But since his death it has not been paid; I never knew anything about it, and he would not allow that I should be told, and he has lived in horrible pensions abroad. That seems to me such extraordinary delicacy42, not letting me know. I never found out till I came of age."
"You have continued it?"
"Of course. I hope, also, he will live with me for the main part. I have offered him a couple of permanent rooms at Vail, for he would not come to London. O Geoffrey, it was the most pitiful story! And to think of him, bright, cheery, as we saw him down there, and know what an appalling43 load of undeserved misery44 he has supported so long! Now, it seems to me to be a brave man's part to bear misfortune calmly,[Pg 50] without whimpering, but one would think it required a courage of superhuman kind to be able to remain sociable, cheerful, merry, even. But, oh, how bitter he is when he shows one all his thoughts! He warned me to rely on nobody; he said there was not a man in the world, even less a woman, who would stick to you if you were in trouble. Trouble comes; they are vanished like melting snow; a heap of dirt is left behind. Then he suddenly burst into tears and told me to forget all he had said, for he had given me the outpourings of a disappointed, soured man. I was young; let me trust every one as long as I could, let me make friends right and left; only, if trouble came, and they fell away, then, if I could find consolation45 therein, I might remember that the same thing had happened to others also."
Geoffrey was staring absently into the fire; his cigarette had gone out, and his whisky was untasted.
"By Gad46!" he said. "Poor old beggar!"
And Harry, knowing that the British youth does not express sympathy in verbose47 paragraphs, or show his emotion by ejaculatory cries, was satisfied that the story had touched his friend.
Day by day and week by week Harry moved more at his ease in the world of people of whom hitherto he had known so little. The wall of the castle which he had erected48 round himself, compacted of his own diffidence and a certain hauteur49 of disposition, fell like the fortifications of Jericho at the blast of the trumpet50, and it was a young[Pg 51] man, pleasant in body and mind, pleased with little, but much anxious to please, that came forth51. His dinner invitation to some new house would be speedily indorsed by the greater intimacy52 of a Saturday till Monday, and the days were few on which he sat down to a cover for one in Cavendish Square.
Among these more particular friends with whom previous acquaintance soon ripened53 into intimacy, Lady Oxted, an old friend of Harry's father, stood pre-eminent. Here he soon became ami de la maison, dropping in as he chose, well knowing he was welcome; and such a footing, speedily and unquestioningly gained, was to one of a life previously54 so recluse55 a pleasure new and altogether delightful56; for Lady Oxted had the power of creating the atmosphere of home, and home was one of those excellent things which Harry had hitherto lacked. He had not consciously missed it, because he had never yet known it, but his gradual understanding of it made him see how large an empty room there had been in his heart. To come uninvited, and to linger unconscionably long; to say firmly that he must be going, and yet to linger, he found to be an index to certain domestic and comfortable joys of life, not lightly to be placed low in that delightful miscellany. His nature, from his very youth, was not yet enough formed to be labelled by so harsh an epithet57 as austere58, but hitherto he had not known the quiet monotonies which can be the cause of so much uneventful happiness. Even[Pg 52] for those whose bulk of enjoyment59 is flavoured with the thrill of adventure and the frothier joys of living, who most need excitement and crave60 for stimulus61, there yet are times for the unbending of the bow, when the child within them cries out for mere toys and companionship, and the soul longs to sit by the meditative62 fire rather than do battle with winds and stern events. And Harry was not one of those who need home least; simply, he had been frozen, but now, for the first time, the genial63 warmth of living began to touch him; he was like a plant put in some sunned and watered place, and its appropriate buds began to appear in this time of the singing bird. Here, too, he met romance with tremulous mouth and the things of which poets have sung.
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sprained
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jawing
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