After a fortnight at Park Newton, Lionel ran up to town. As a matter of course, his first visit was to Edith. His second was to Mr. Perrins. From the latter he ascertained3 that a copy of the codicil4 had been duly sent to Kester at Paris, but had not yet been acknowledged. Lionel's next visit was to the Dodo Club, in Pall5 Mall, of which club he had ascertained that his cousin was a member. "Yes, Mr. St. George was in town--had been in town for some days," said the hall porter, in answer to his inquiry6. "Most likely he would look in at the club in the course of the afternoon or evening." On the spur of the moment, Lionel sat down and wrote the following note, which he left at the Dodo for his cousin: "Dear Kester, I am in town and should much like to see you. drop me a line saying when and where I can have the pleasure of calling."
A few hours afterwards he had the following answer: "Old fellow--Come and breakfast with me to-morrow. Eleven sharp. Shall be delighted to see you."
The address given was 28, Great Carrington Street, West, at the door of which house Lionel's cab deposited him as the clock was striking eleven next morning.
Kester St. George's chambers7 were luxuriously8 fitted up. They seemed an appropriate home for a man of wealth and fashion. Kester, attired9 in a flowery dressing-robe, with a smoking-cap on his head, was lounging in slippered10 ease before a well-furnished breakfast table. While there was no one to see him, he looked careworn11 and gloomy. He held an open letter in one hand, the reading of which seemed to have been anything but a source of satisfaction to him.
"Won't wait more than another week, won't he!" he muttered. "Not to be put off with any more of my fine promises, eh? If I were cleared out to-morrow, I couldn't raise more than a bare two fifty--just an eighth of the two thousand Grimble says he must have out of me before seven days are over: and he means it this time. If I could only raise five hundred, that might satisfy him till I get a turn of luck. I wonder--as I've often wondered--whether Dering knows of that little secret down at Park Newton. How fortunate that he's coming here this morning! I'll pump him. If he knows nothing of it--why then, we shall see what we shall see. What with the diamonds and one thing or another, it ought to be good for five or six hundred at the very least. That must be Dering's knock."
"Dear boy! so pleased to see you! so glad to find you have not forgotten me!" were Kester's first words, accompanied by a hearty12 shake of the hand. All traces of gloom, and depression had vanished from his face. He looked as if he had not a care in the world.
"I am not likely to forget you, Kester," said Lionel. "I should have hunted you up weeks back, but I heard that you were in Paris."
"So I was in Paris--only got here three days ago. What will you take, tea or coffee? I've something fresh here in potted meats that I can strongly recommend."
Kester St. George at this time was thirty-three years old. He was a tall, well-built man, with something almost military in his bearing and carriage. He had bold, well-cut, aquiline13 features, a clear, pale olive complexion14, and black, restless eyes. Black, too, jet black, were his thick eyebrows15 and his heavy, drooping16 moustache: but already his hair had faded to an iron-gray. He had one of those rare voices--low, soft, and persuasive17, but perfectly18 clear, which are far more dangerous to a woman's peace of mind than mere19 good looks can ever hope to be. It was a voice whose charm few men could resist. Yet it was so uniformly dulcet20, it was pitched so perpetually in a minor21 key that some people came at last to think that through all its sweetness, through all that pleasant flow or words which Kester St. George could command at will, they could detect a tone of insincerity--the ring, as it were, of counterfeit23 metal trying to pass itself off as good, honest gold. But, then, some people are very fanciful--ridiculously so: and the majority of those who knew Kester St. George were satisfied to vote him a capital talker, and very pleasant company, and neither wished nor cared to know anything more.
"It must be eight or nine years, Li, since you and I met last," said Kester, as he helped his cousin to some coffee.
"Yes, about that time," said Lionel.
"You are so altered that I should hardly have known you again."
"I suppose so," answered Lionel. "But I should have known you anywhere."
"How?"
"By your eyes."
"Ah!" A pause, while Kester leisurely24 chipped an egg.
"Have you had any news lately from Uncle Lionel?"
"I have not had a letter from India for over six months."
"What a fine old boy he is! Do you know, Li, I was quite jealous of the way he took to you; making such a pet of you, and all that? He must be getting old now."
"I believe he is either fifty-nine or sixty."
"Quite time he left the service, and settled down at home for the remainder of his days. He must have made a pot of money out there, eh?"
"I don't think Uncle Lionel is one of the money-making kind."
"He must have some scrapings somewhere. I only hope he won't forget his graceless nephew Kester, when he comes to make his will. By-the-by, you have a brother out there, haven't you?"
"Yes. The only brother I have."
"Doing well?"
"Very well."
"Ah, here comes Pierre with a couple of Digby chicks. Famous relish26. Try one. And how do you like Park Newton, Li?"
"I get to like it better as I become more familiar with it. It grows upon one day by day."
"Sweet old spot! For years and years I never dreamed that any one other than myself would be its master after my uncle's death."
"We all thought the same," said Lionel. "You will give me credit for sincerity22 when I say that no one could have been more surprised than I was by the contents of Uncle Arthur's will."
"I know it; I know it. From the day I quarrelled with my uncle, I felt that my chance was gone for ever. It was only right that you should be made the heir, vice25 Kester in disgrace. If there had been no such person as you in existence, the property would have been left either to your brother or to Uncle Lionel. If they had both been dead, Park Newton would have gone to some hospital or asylum27. In no case would a single shilling have ever come to me." Kester spoke28 with exceeding bitterness, and Lionel could not wonder at it. But his gloom did not last more than a minute or two. He shook it off lightly. "Che sarà, sarà," he said, with a shrug29 and a laugh. Then he rose, and got his cigar-case. "Let us have a smoke," he said. "After all, life in Bohemia is very jolly. It is pleasant to live by one's wits at the expense of other people who have none. Fools fortunately abound30 in this world; while they are plentiful31, men of brains need never starve." This was said with a sort of defiant32 cynicism that it pained Lionel to hear.
"Kester," he said, "something was told me the other day that I never heard of before; something that affects you."
"Something that affects me! What was it?" His tone was abrupt33 and full of suspicion.
"Mr. Wharton, the vicar of Duxley, told me that when my grandfather lay dying, he expressed a wish that if Uncle Arthur should die without children, the estate should come to me; but that an allowance of three thousand a year should be paid out of it to you as long as you lived."
"I have heard my uncle say many a time that my grandfather was in his dotage34 for months before he died," said Kester, contemptuously.
"Whether he was in his dotage or no, there is no doubt that such a wish was expressed by him. Strangely enough, his wish has come true as regards myself: why should it not come true in your case also?"
"Lionel Dering, what is it that you mean?"
"Simply this: Three thousand a year out of the Park Newton property belongs morally to you, and----"
"And you want to settle that sum on me?"
"I do."
"You propose, in all seriousness, to give me, Kester St. George, three thousand a year out of your income of eleven thousand?"
"In all seriousness, that is what I propose to do."
Kester's face flushed deeply. He got up, walked across the room, and stood looking out of the window for two or three minutes.
"No! a thousand times no!" he exclaimed at last with startling abruptness35. "I cannot accept your offer."
"Is not the sum large enough?" asked Lionel.
"Not one penny piece, Lionel Dering, will I ever accept at your hands!"
"But why not? What is your objection?"
"Do not ask me. I would not tell you if I could. Let it suffice that my objection is insuperable and--let us never talk about this again." He rang the bell violently. "Pierre, cognac and seltzer. Do you do anything in the racing36 line?" asked Kester in his lightest tone as Pierre left the room.
"Nothing. I'm as fond of a horse as any man, but I'm profoundly ignorant of racing, and I never bet."
"That's a pity, because I could have put you up to one or two good things for the spring meetings. Fine institution--betting," added Kester, as he lighted another cigar. "It is one of the pleasantest of our vices37, when judiciously38 pursued. When we win, it is a source of double gratification: we not only put money into our own pockets, but we take it out of the pockets of other people."
"And when you lose?" said Lionel.
"To bear one's losses like a man of the world and a gentleman is to prove that the teachings of philosophy have not been in vain."
"May I venture to hope that, as yet, you have had no occasion to seek consolation39 in the teachings of philosophy?"
"I won four thousand over the last St. Leger."
"For the present, then, the Stoics40 are at a discount.--Kester," said Lionel, abruptly41 breaking off the subject, "you won't object to come and see me at Park Newton?"
Kester was leaning back in his easy chair, watching the smoke-wreaths as they curled idly upwards42 from his cigar. His thick black eyebrows came together in a deep, meditative43 frown as he heard Lionel's question. For a minute or two he did not answer.
"Frankly44, no. I'll come and see you," he said at last. "Why shouldn't I? It will pain me at first to go back to the old place as guest, where once I thought that I should be master. But, thank Heaven, I'm not one of the most impressionable of men, and the feeling will soon wear off. Yes, Lionel, I'll come and see you."
Lionel was pleased that he had succeeded so far. "Perhaps, after a time," he thought, "I may be able to persuade him to accept the three thousand a year."
"You will keep up the old place in proper style, I suppose?" said Kester presently.
"I shall live very quietly--at least for some time to come," said Lionel.
"Which means, I suppose, that you will see very little company, and not rest satisfied unless you can save two-thirds of your income. That you will breakfast and dine in that ugly little parlour which overlooks the fishpond, and snore by night inside the huge four-poster in the Griffin-room."
Lionel laughed his careless, good-hearted laugh. "To one count of your indictment45 I can plead guilty," he said. "I certainly have both breakfasted and dined in the parlour overlooking the fishpond. But, on the other hand, I have certainly never slept in the Griffin, which has been locked up ever since Uncle Arthur's death."
"Ah!" sighed Kester, and it sounded so like a sigh of relief or thankfulness that Lionel could not help noticing it. "No wonder you don't care to sleep in the Griffin," he added, after a brief pause. "With its oak-panelled walls, and its plumed46 bedstead that always put me in mind of a hearse, it used to give me a fit of horrors whenever I went into it; and yet my uncle would never sleep anywhere else."
It should be mentioned that the bedrooms at Park Newton were each of them individualized with a name--generally that of some bird, fish, or animal. Among others, there were the Dolphin, the Pelican47, and the Griffin. Such had been the whim48 of one of the former owners of the place, and none of his successors had seen fit to alter the arrangement.
After a little more desultory49 conversation, Lionel rose to go. As he stood with his elbow resting on the chimney-piece, his eye was attracted by a brace50 of duelling pistols which hung on the wall close by. They were old-fashioned, clumsy-looking weapons, but deadly enough, no doubt, in efficient hands.
"With permission," said Lionel, as he took one down to examine. Kester took down the other. The one Lionel had taken was unloaded; the one in Kester's hands loaded--a fact of which Kester was quite aware. The day was dull, and Lionel took his pistol to the window, that he might examine it more closely. Kester stood by the chimney-piece on the other side of the room. As he stood thus, a terrible temptation took possession of him. "What if you were to kill him where he stands!" something seemed to whisper in his ear: and for a moment his whole being shrank back aghast. But for a moment only.
"I could shoot him dead on the spot, put the discharged pistol into his hand the moment after he had fallen, and no one could say that he had not shot himself. Park Newton would then be mine, and I should be revenged."
These thoughts flashed like lightning through Kester's brain. The room and everything in it seemed to recede51 and fade into nothingness--everything except that silent black-clothed figure by the window. Kester's heart beat strangely. His breath came in hot gasps52. There were blood-red motes53 in his eyes--blood-red motes falling everywhere. Mechanically, and without any conscious volition54 on his part, his right arm went up to a line with his shoulder. The barrel was pointed55 straight at Lionel's head.
He paused and trembled. In another moment, for good or for ill, would have come the climax56. Suddenly, and without warning, Pierre, the velvet-footed, flung open the door. "A telegram for you, sir," he said. "The messenger is waiting."
The pistol fell from Kester's nervous grasp Lionel looked up and was saved.
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