The skies are grey this afternoon; there is a chillness in the early summer air. Mr. Thornycroft, leaning lightly on the slender railings, that separate his grounds from the plateau, looks up to see whether rain will be falling.
There was trouble at home with Mary Anne. Uncontrolled as she was just now, no female friend to watch over her, she went her own way. Not any very bad way; only a little inexpedient. Masters came from the nearest town for her studies, taking up an hour or two each day; the rest of it she exercised her own will. The fear of school had subsided3 by this time, and she was growing wilful4 again--careering about on the heath; calling in at Captain Copp's and other houses; seated on some old timber on the beach, talking to the fishermen; riding off alone on her pony5; jolting6 away (she had done it twice) in the omnibus to Jutpoint, without saying a word to anybody. Only on the previous day she had gone out in old Betts's tub of a boat, with the old man and his little son, got benighted7, and frightened them at home. Clearly this was a state of things that could not be allowed to continue; and Mr. Thornycroft, leaning there on the railings, was revolving8 a question: should he ask Lady Ellis to come to the Red Court as dame9 de compagnie?--or as his wife?
"Of the two, a wife would be less dangerous than a companion," thought Justice Thornycroft, giving the light railings a shake with his strong hand "I'm not dying for either; but then--there's Mary Anne."
Almost as if she had heard the word, his daughter came out of the house and ran up to him. The justice put his hand on hers.
"What are you doing here, papa?"
"Thinking about you."
"About me?"
"Yes, about you. You are getting on for seventeen, Mary Anne; you have as much common sense as most people; therefore--listen, I want to speak to yon seriously."
She had turned her head at the ringing of the bell of the outer gate. But the injunction brought it round again.
"Therefore you must be quite well aware, without my having to reiterate11 it to you, that this kind of thing cannot be allowed to go on."
"I do no harm," said Mary Anne, knowing well to what the words tended.
"Harm or no harm, it cannot go on; it shall not. Now, which will you do--go to school again, or have a governess?"
"I don't want either," she answered, with a pout12 of her decisive lips.
"Or would you like--it is the one other alternative--a lady to come here as your friend and companion?"
"Frankly13 speaking, papa, I don't see what the difference would be between a companion and a governess. Of course, of the two I'd rather have a companion. To school I will not go. Lady Ellis was talking to me of this. I think she was fishing to be the companion herself."
"Fishing!" echoed the justice.
"Well, I do."
"Would you like her?"
"Not at all, papa."
"Who is it that you would like?" asked the justice, tartly14.
"I should like nobody in that capacity. I might put up with it; but that is very different from liking15."
"For my own part, if we decide upon a companion, there's no one I would so soon have as Lady Ellis," remarked Mr. Thornycroft. "Would you?"
"La la, la la!" sang Mary Anne, her eyes following a passing bird.
"Answer me without further trifling," sternly resumed Mr. Thornycroft, putting his hand on her shoulder.
The tone sobered her. "Of course, papa; if some one must come, why, let it be Lady Ellis."
Heaving a sort of relieved sigh, he released her, and she went away singing to herself a scrap16 of a pretty little French song, the refrain of which was, rendered in English--"If you come today, madam, you go tomorrow."
The misapprehension that arises in this world! None of us are perfectly17 open one with the other. Between the husband and the wife, the parents and the children, the brothers and the sisters, involuntary deceit reigns18. Mr. Thornycroft assumed that Lady Ellis would be more acceptable to his daughter as a resident at the Red Court than any one else that could be found: had Miss Thornycroft spoken the truth boldly, she would have said that my Lady Ellis was her bête noire; the person she most disliked of all others on earth.
But the chief question was not solved yet in the mind of Justice Thornycroft. Should it be wife, or should it be only companion? He was quite sufficiently20 taken with my lady's fascinations21 to render the first alternative sufficiently agreeable in prospective23; he deemed her a soft-hearted, yielding gentlewoman; he repeated over again to himself the mysterious words, "As a wife she would be less dangerous than a companion." But still, there were considerations against it that made him hesitate. And with good cause.
He went strolling towards the village, turning down the waste land, a right of way that was his own, past the plateau. The first house, at the corner of the street, was the Mermaid24. He passed the end of it, and struck across to a low commodious25 cottage on the cliffs, whose rooms were all on the ground-floor. Tomlett lived in it; he was called the fishing-boat master, and was also employed occasionally on the farm of Mr. Thornycroft, as he had leisure. Mrs. Tomlett, a little woman with a red face and shrill26 voice, was hanging out linen27 on the lines to dry.
"Where's Tomlett today?" asked the justice. "He has not been to the farm."
Mrs. Tomlett turned sharply round, for she had not heard the approach, and dropped a curtsey to the justice. "He have gone to Dartfield, sir," she answered, lowering her voice to the key people use when talking secrets. "Mr. Richard he come in the first thing this morning and sent him."
Mr. Thornycroft nodded, and went away, muttering to himself exclusively something to the effect that Richard might have mentioned it. Passing round by the Mermaid again, he went towards home.
And he was charmingly rewarded. Standing28 on the waste land near the plateau, in her pretty and becoming bonnet29 of delicate primrose30 and white, her Indian shawl folded gracefully31 round her, her dress looped, was Lady Ellis.
"Do you know, Mr. Thornycroft," she said, as he took her hand, "I have never been on the plateau. Will you take me?"
Mr. Thornycroft hesitated visibly. "It is not a place for a lady to go to," he said, after a pause.
"But why not? Mary Anne told me one day you objected to her going on it."
"I do. The real objection is the danger. The cliff has a treacherous32 edge just there, and you might be over before you were aware. A sharp gust33 of wind, a footing too near or not quite secure, and the evil is done. Some accidents have occurred there; one, the last of them, was attended by very sad circumstances, and I then had these railings put round."
"You said the real objection was the danger; is there any other objection?" resumed Lady Ellis, who never lost a word or its emphasis.
"There are certain superstitious34 fancies connected with the plateau," answered Mr. Thornycroft, and very much to her surprise his face took a solemn look, his voice a subdued35 tone, just as if he himself believed in them: "a less tangible36 fear than the danger, but one that effectually scares visitors away, at night especially."
They were walking round towards the Red Court now, to which he had turned, and Mr. Thornycroft changed the subject. She could not fail to see that he wished it dropped. At the gates of the farm she wished him good afternoon, and took the road to the heath.
Justice Thornycroft did not enter the gates, but went round to the back entrance. Passing by the various outbuildings, he gained the yard, just as a man was driving out with a waggon38 and team.
"Where are you going?" asked the justice.
"After the oats, sir. Mr. Richard telled me."
"Is Mr. Richard about?"
"He be close to his own stables, sir."
Mr. Thornycroft went on across the yard, not to the house but to the stables at its end. This portion of the stables (as may be remembered) was detached from the rest, and had formed part of the old ruins. It was shut in by a wall. The horses of the two elder sons were kept there, and their dog-cart. It was their whim39 and pleasure that Hyde, the man-servant (who could turn his hand to anything indoors or out), should attend to this dog-cart and the horses used in it, and not the groom40. Richard was sitting on the frame of the well just on this side the wall, doing something to the collar of his dog.
"Dicky," said the justice, without any sort of circumlocution41, "I think I shall give the Red Court a mistress."
Richard lifted his dark stern face to see whether--as he verily thought--his father was joking. "Give it a what?" he asked.
"A mistress. I shall take a wife, I think."
"Are you mad, sir?" asked Richard, after a pause.
"Softly, softly, Dick."
Richard lifted his towering form to its full height. Every feeling within him, every sense of reason rebelled against the notion of the measure. A few sharp words ensued, and Richard went into a swearing fit.
"I knew it would be so; he was always hot and hasty," thought the justice to himself. "What behaviour do you call this?" he asked aloud. "Perhaps if you'll hear what I have to say you may cool down. Do you suppose I should be intending to marry for my own gratification?"
"I don't suppose you'd be marrying for that of anybody else," said the undaunted Richard.
"It is for the sake of Mary Anne. Some one must be here with her, and a wife will be less--less risk than a crafty42, inquisitive43 governess."
"For the sake of Mary Anne!" ironically retorted Richard. "Send Mary Anne to school."
"I did send her; and she cane44 back again."
"I'd keep her there with cords. I said so at the time."
"Unfortunately she won't be kept. She has a touch of the Thornycroft will, Dick."
"Hang the Thornycroft will!" was Dick's angry answer. Not but what it was a stronger word he said.
"When you have cooled down from your passion I'll talk further with you," said the justice, some irritation45 arising in his own tone. "You have no right to display this temper to me. I am master here, remember, Dick; though sometimes, if appearances may be trusted, you like to act as if you forgot that."
Richard bit his dark lip. "You must know how inexpedient the measure would be, sir. Give yourself a wife!--the house a mistress! Why, the place might no longer be our own."
"Do you suppose I have not weighed the subject on all sides? I have been weeks considering it, and I have come to the conclusion that of the two--a wife or a governess--the former will be the less risk."
"No," said Richard; "a governess may be got rid of in an hour; a wife, never."
"But a governess might go out in the world and talk; a wife would not."
Richard dashed the dog's collar on the ground which he had held all the while. "Mark me, father"--he said, his stern eyes and resolute46 lips presenting a picture of angry warning rarely equalled--"this step, if you enter on it, will lead to what you have so long lived in dread47 of,--to what we are ever scheming to guard against. Mary Anne! Before that girl's puny48 interests should lead me to--to a measure that may bring ruin in its wake, I'd send her off to the wilds of Africa."
He strode away, haughty49, imperious, rigid50 in his sharp condemnation51. Mr. Thornycroft, one of those men whom opposition52 only hardens, turned to the fields, thinking of his brother Richard; Dick was so like him. There he found Isaac, stretched idly on the ground with a book. The young man rose at once in his respect to his father. His handsome velveteen coat, light summer trousers and white linen, his tail form with its nameless grace, his fair features, clear blue eyes and waving light hair, presenting as fine a picture as man ever made.
"That's one way of being useful," remarked Mr. Thornycroft.
Isaac laughed. "I confess I am idle this afternoon: and there's nothing particular to do."
"Isaac--" Mr. Thornycroft came to a long pause, and then went on rapidly, imparting the news that he had to tell. And it was a somewhat curious fact, that an embarrassment53 pervaded54 his manner in making this communication to his second son, quite contrasting with the easy coolness shown to his eldest55. A bright flush rose to Isaac's fair Saxon face as he listened.
"A wife, sir! Will it be well that you should introduce one to the Red Court?"
"Don't make me go over the ground again, Isaac. I repeat that I think it will be well. Some lady must be had here--a wife or a governess, and the former in my judgment56 will be the lesser57 evil."
"As you please, of course, sir," returned Isaac, who could not forget the perfect respect and courtesy due to his father, however he might deplore58 the news. "I have heard you say--"
"Well? Speak out, Ikey."
"That had the time to come over again you would not have married my mother. I think it killed her, sir."
"My marrying her?" asked the justice in a joke. Isaac smiled.
"No, sir. You know what I mean; the constant state of fear she lived in."
"She was one of those sensitive, timid women that fear works upon; Cyril is the only one of you like her," said the justice, his thoughts reverting59 with some sadness to his departed wife. "But the error committed there, Isaac, lay in my disclosing it to her."
"In disclosing what, sir?" asked Isaac, rather at sea.
"The secret connected with the Red Court Farm," laconically60 answered Mr. Thornycroft.
There ensued a pause. Isaac put a straw in his lips and bit it like a man in pain. He had loved his mother with no common love; to hear that her place was to be occupied fell on him like a blow, putting aside other considerations against it.
"It is a great risk, sir."
"I don't see it, Isaac. But for an accident your mother would never have suspected. I then disclosed the truth to her, and I cursed myself for my folly61 afterwards. But for that she might have been with us now. As to risk, we run the same every day with Mary Anne. Ah me! your poor mother was too sensitive, and the fear killed her."
Isaac winced62. He remembered how his mother had faded visibly, day by day; he could see, even now, the alarm in her soft eyes that the twilight63 often brought.
Mr. Thornycroft went away with the last words. Richard, who appeared to have been reconnoitring, came striding up to his brother, and let off a little of his superfluous64 anger, talking loud and fast.
"He is going out of his senses; you know it must be so, Isaac. Who is the woman? Did he tell you?"
"No," replied Isaac; "but I can give a pretty shrewd guess at her."
"Well?"
"Lady Ellis."
"Who?" roared Richard, as if too much surprised to hear the name distinctly.
"Lady Ellis. I have seen him walking with her two or three times lately."
"The devil take Lady Ellis!"
"So say I; rather than she should come into the Red Court."
"Lady Ellis!" repeated Richard, panic-stricken. "That beetle-browed, bold-eyed woman--with her soft, false words, and her stealthy step! 'Ware10 her, Isaac. Mark me, 'ware her, all of us, should she come home to the Red Court!"
The June roses were in bloom, and the nightingales sang in the green branches. Perfume was exhaled65 from the linden trees; butterflies floated in the air; insects hummed through the summer day. Out at sea the fishing-boats lay idly on the sparkling waves that gently rippled66 in the sun. And in this joyous67 time the new mistress came home to the Red Court Farm.
Lady Ellis had departed for London. Some three weeks afterwards Mr. Thornycroft went up one day, and was married the next, having said nothing at all at home. It came upon Mary Anne like a thunderbolt. She cried, she sobbed68, she felt every feeling within her outraged69.
"Isaac, I hate Lady Ellis!"
In that first moment, with the shock upon her, it was worse than useless to argue or persuade, and Isaac wisely left it. The mischief70 was done; and all that remained for them was to make the best of it. Mary Anne, with the independence of will that characterized her, wrote off a pressing mandate71 to France, which brought Mademoiselle Derode back again. In the girl's grief she instinctively72 turned to the little governess, her kind friend in the past years.
And now, after a fortnight's lapse73, the mature bridegroom and bride were coming home. The Red Court had made its preparations to receive them. Mary Anne Thornycroft stood in the large drawing-room, in use this evening, wearing a pale blue silk of delicate brightness. Her hard opposition had yielded. Isaac persuaded, mademoiselle reasoned, Richard came down upon her with a short, stern command--and she stood ready, if not exactly to welcome, at least to receive civilly her father's wife. Richard appeared to have fallen in with Isaac's recommendation--that they should "make the best of it." At any rate he no longer showed anger; and he ordered his sister not to do it. So, apparently74, all was smooth.
She stood there in her gleaming silk, with blue ribbons in her hair, and a deep flush in her fair face. Little Miss Derode, her dark brown eyes kindly75 and simple as ever, her small face browner, sat placidly76 working at a strip of embroidery77. It was striking six, the hour for which Mr. Thornycroft had desired dinner to be ready.
Wheels were heard, the signal of the approach. They were pretty punctual, then. Isaac went out; it was evident that he at least intended to pay due respect to his father's wife. Presently Hyde, who had worn a long face ever since the wedding, threw open the drawing-room door.
"The justice and Lady Ellis."
The man had spoken her old name in his sore feeling, little thinking that she intended to retain it, in defiance78 of good taste. She approached Mary Anne, and kissed her. That ill-trained young lady submitted to it for an instant, and then burst into a passionate79 fit of angry sobs80 on her father's breast.
"Don't be a goose," whispered the justice, fondly kissing her. "Halloa! why, is it you, mademoiselle?" he cried out, his eyes falling on the governess. "When did you come over?"
"She came over because I sent for her, papa; and she has been here nine or ten days."
A few minutes and they went in to dinner. Richard's place was vacant.
"Where's your brother, Isaac?" asked the justice. "I believe he had to go out, sir."
Lady Ellis wondered a little at the profuseness81 of the dinner, but supposed it was in honour of herself, and felt gratified. It was, in fact, the usual style of dining at the Red Court, except at those quiet times (somewhat rare) when the two elder sons were away from home. But Lady Ellis did not suspect this.
Vastly agreeable did she make herself. Isaac, seated at her left elbow, was the most attractive man she had come in contact with since the advent82 of Mr. Lake, and Lady Ellis liked attractive men, even though they could be nothing more to her than step-sons. But she had come home to the Court really intending to be cordial with its inmates83. And, as it has been already hinted, Richard and Isaac saw the policy of making the best of things.
If ever Mademoiselle Derode had been fascinated with a person at first sight, it was with Lady Ellis. The delicate attentions of that lady won her heart. When they crossed the hall to the drawing-room after dinner, and my lady linked her arm within that of her unwilling84 step-daughter, and extended the other to take the poor little withered85 hand of the Frenchwoman, mademoiselle's heart went out to her. Very far indeed was it from the intention of Lady Ellis to undertake the completion of Mary Anne's education, whatever might be the private expectation of Mr. Thornycroft: in the visit of the ex-governess she saw a solution of the difficulty--mademoiselle should remain and resume her situation. To bring this about by crafty means, her usual way of going to work, instead of open ones, my lady set out by being very charming with the governess. The very fact of mademoiselle's having been prejudiced by Miss Thornycroft against the stepmother who was coming home, served to augment86 within her the feeling of fascination22. "A dark, ugly woman, poor and pretentious87, who has not an iota88 of good feeling or of truth within her whole composition," spoke19 Miss Mary Anne, judging of her exactly as Richard did. Great was mademoiselle's surprise to see the handsome, fascinating, superbly dressed lady, who came in upon them with her soft smile and suave89 manners. She thought Miss Thornycroft had spoken in prejudice only, and almost resented it for the new lady's sake.
It was daylight still, and Lady Ellis stood for a minute at the window, open to the evening's loveliness. The sun had set, but some of its golden brightness lingered yet in the sky. Lady Ellis leaned from the window and plucked a rose from a tree within reach. Mademoiselle stood near; Mary Anne sat down on the music stool, her back to the room and her eyes busied with an uninteresting page of music, striking a bar of it now and again.
"Are you fond of flowers, miladi?" asked the simple little Frenchwoman. "I think there's nothing so good hardly in the world."
"You shall have this rose, then. Stay, let me place it in your waistband. There!--you will have the perfume now until it fades."
Mademoiselle caught the delicate hand and imprinted90 a kiss upon it. Single-minded, simple-hearted, possessing no discernment at the best of times, artless as a child, she took all the sweet looks and kind tones for real. Lady Ellis sat down on an ottoman in front of the window, and graciously drew mademoiselle beside her.
"Do you live in Paris?"
"I live in Paris now with my mother. We have a sweet little appartement near the Rue91 Montagne--one room and a cabinet de toilette and a very little kitchen, and we are happy. We go to the Champs Elysées with our work on fine days, to sit there and see the world:--the fine toilettes and the little ones at play. It was long to be separated from her, all the years that I was here."
"How many were they?"
"Seven. Yes, miladi, seven! But what will you? I had to gain. My mother she has a very small rente, and I came here. Mr. Thornycroft he was liberal to me--he is liberal to all,--and I saved enough to have on my side a little rente too. I went home when it was decided92 I should leave my pupil, and took my mother from the pension where she had stayed: and now we are happy together."
A thought crossed Lady Ellis that the charming apartment near the Rue Montague, and the mother in it, might prove some impediment to her scheme. Well--it would require the greater diplomacy93.
"Is your mother old?"
"She will be sixty-five on the day of the All-Saints; and I was forty last month," added mademoiselle, with the candour as to age that is characteristic of a Frenchwoman. Suddenly, just as Lady Ellis was clasping the withered brown hand with a sweet smile, mademoiselle, without intending the least discourtesy, started up, her eyes fixed94 upon the plateau.
"Ah, bah," she said, sitting down again. "It is but the douanier--the preventive man."
Lady Ellis naturally looked out, and saw a man pacing along the border of the plateau. The superstition95 said to be connected with the place came into her mind, but did not stay there.
"You were here in the time of Mrs. Thornycroft, mademoiselle?"
"Ah, yes; she did not die for a long while after I came."
"She had years of ill health, I have heard. What was the matter with her?"
"It was but weakness, as we all thought," answered the Frenchwoman. "There was nothing to be told; no disease to be found.. She got thinner every week, and month, and year; like one who fades away. The doctor he came and came, and said the lungs were wrong; and so she died. Ah, she was so gentle, so patient; never murmuring, never complaining. Miladi, she was just an angel."
"What had she to complain of?" asked miladi.
"What to complain of? Why, her sickness; her waste of strength. Everything was done for her that could be, except one--and that was to go from home. It was urged upon her, but she would not listen; she used to shudder96 at the thought."
"But why?" wondered Lady Ellis.
"I never knew. My pupil, Miss Mary Anne, never knew. She would kneel at her mamma's feet, and beg her to go anywhere, and to take her; but the poor lady would shake her head, or say quietly, no; and that would end it."
Mademoiselle Virginie Derode was a capable woman in her vocation97. She could do a vast many things useful, good, necessary to be done in the world. But there was one thing that she could not do, and that was--hold her tongue. Some people are born with the bump of reticence98; my Lady Ellis was a case in point: some, it may be said, with the bump of communicativeness, though I don't know where it lies. Mademoiselle was an exemplification of the latter.
"There was some secret--some trouble on Madame Thornycroft's mind," said good mademoiselle in her open-heartedness. "Towards the last, when the weakness grew to worse and worse, she would--what do you call it?--wander a little; and I once heard her say that it had killed her. Mr. Isaac, he was in the room at the time, and he shook his mother--gently, you know, he loved her very much; and told her she was dreaming, and talking in her sleep. That aroused her; and she laid her head upon his shoulder, and thanked him for awaking her."
"And was she talking in her sleep?"
"Ah, no; she was not asleep. But I think Mr. Isaac said it because of me. I saw there was something, always from the time I first came; she used to start at shadows; if the window did but creak she would turn white, and stare at it; if the door but opened suddenly, she would turn all over in a cold sweat. It was like a great fear that never went away."
"But what fear was it?" reiterated99 Lady Ellis.
"I used to repeat to myself that same question--'What is it?' One day I said to Hyde, as I saw him watching his mistress, 'She has got some trouble upon her mind?' and he, that polite Hyde called me a French idiot to my face, saying she had no more trouble on her mind than he had on his. I never saw Hyde fierce but that one time. Ah, but yes; she certainly said it; that it had killed her."
"That what had killed her?" still questioned Lady Ellis, considerably100 at sea.
"I had to guess what; I knew it quite well as I listened; the secret trouble that had been upon her like a fright perpetual."
Lady Ellis threw her piercing eyes upon the soft and simple ones of the little Frenchwoman. All this was as food for her curious mind. "A perpetual fright!" she repeated musingly101. "I never heard of such a thing. What was it connected with?"
"I don't know, unless it was connected with that horror of the plateau. Miladi, I used to think it might be."
Casting her thoughts back some few weeks, Lady Ellis remembered the little episode of her proposing to go on the plateau, and Mr. Thornycroft's words as he opposed it. She turned this to use now with mademoiselle in her clever way.
"Mr. Thornycroft was speaking to me about this--this mystery connected with the plateau, but we were interrupted, and I did not gather much. It is a mystery, is it not, mademoiselle?"
"But, yes; it might be called a mystery," was the answer.
"Will you recite it to me?"
Mademoiselle knew very little to recite; but that little she remembered with as much distinctness as though it had happened yesterday. One light evening in the bygone years, shortly after she came to the Red Court, she went out in the garden and strolled on to the plateau. There were no preventive railings round it then. It was fresh and pleasant there; the sea was calm, the moonbeams fell across the waves; and a vessel102 far away, lying apparently at anchor, showed its cheery white light. Mademoiselle strolled back towards the house, and was about to take another turn, when she saw a figure on the edge of the plateau, seemingly standing to look at the sea. To her sight it either wore some white garment, or else the rays of the moon caused it to appear so. At that moment Richard Thornycroft came up. In turning to speak to him mademoiselle lost sight of the plateau, and when she looked again, the figure was gone. "Was it a shadowy sort of figure?" Richard asked her, in a low voice, when she expressed her surprise at the disappearance103; and mademoiselle answered after a moment's consideration that she thought it was shadowy. Mr. Richard looked up at the sky, and then down at her, and then far away; his countenance104 (it seemed to mademoiselle that she could see it now) wearing a curious expression of care and awe105. "It must have been the ghost," he said; "it is apt to show itself when strangers appear at night on the plateau." The words nearly startled mademoiselle out of her seven senses; "ghosts" had been her one dread through life. She put her poor trembling fingers on Richard's coat sleeve, and humbly106 begged him to walk back with her as far as the house. Richard did so; giving her scraps107 of information on the way. He had never seen the figure himself, perhaps because he had specially37 looked for it, but many at Coastdown had seen it; nay108, some even then living at the Red Court. Why did the ghost come there? Well, it was said that a murder had been committed on that very spot, the edge of the plateau, and the murderer, stung with remorse109, killed himself within a few hours, and could not rest in his grave. Mademoiselle was too scared to hear all he said; she heard quite enough for her own peace; and she went into the presence of Mrs. Thornycroft, bursting into tears. When that lady heard what the matter was, she chided Richard in her gentle manner. "Was there need to have told her this?" she whispered to him with a strange sorrow, a great reproach, in her sad brown eyes. "I am sorry to have said it if it has alarmed mademoiselle," was Richard's answer. "It need not trouble her; let her keep off the plateau at night; it never comes in the day." That Richard believed in it himself appeared all too evident, and she remarked it to Mrs. Thornycroft as she left the room. That good lady poured a glass of wine out for her with her own hand, and begged her, in accents so imploring110 as to take a tone of wildness, never again to go on the plateau after dusk had fallen. No need of the injunction; mademoiselle had scuttered onwards ever since with her head down, if obliged to go abroad at night in attendance on Miss Thornycroft.
To hear her tell this in a low earnest whisper, her brown hands clasped, her scared eyes strained on the opposite plateau, whose edge stood out defined and clear against the line of sea beyond and the sky above, was the strangest of all to Lady Ellis.
"If there is one thing that I have feared in life it is a revenant," confessed mademoiselle. "Were I to see one, knowing it was one, I think I should die. There was a revenant in the convent where they put me when I was a little child; a white-faced nun111 who had died unshriven; and we used to hear her in the upper corridors on a windy night. Ah, me! I was sick with fear when I listened; I was but a poor little weak thing then, and the dread of revenants has always rested with me."
Lady Ellis suppressed her inclination112 to smile, and pressed the trembling brown fingers in her calm ones. With the matter-of-fact plateau lying there before her, with her own matter-of-fact mind so hard and real, the ghost story sounded like what it must be, simple delusion113. But that something strange was connected with the plateau, she had little doubt.
"And what more did you hear of it?" she asked.
"Nothing--nothing more after that night. In a day or two, when my courage came to me, and I would have asked details, Mr. Thornycroft, who happened to be in the room, went into great anger. He told me to hold my tongue; never to speak or think of the subject again, or he should send me back to France. I obeyed him; I did not speak of it; even when there was talk in the village because of the accident, and he had the railings put up, I kept myself silent. I could not obey him in the other thing--not to think of it. I tried not; and I got dear Mrs. Thornycroft to put my bed in a back room, so that I did not see the plateau from my window. Well, to go back, miladi: I think it must have been this cause, or something connected with it, that brought the fear in which she lived to Mrs. Thornycroft."
Lady Ellis was silent. She could not think anything of the sort. Unless, indeed, the late Mrs. Thornycroft was of a kindred nature to mademoiselle; timorous114 and weak-minded.
"The preventive men pace there, do they not?"
"By day, yes; they walk on to it from their beat below, but not much at night. Ah, no! not since the accident; they do not like the ghost."
Mademoiselle rose; she was going to Mrs. Wilkinson's, on the heath, for the rest of her stay in Coastdown. Saying good night to my lady, she went in search of Mary Anne, and could not find her.
Mary Anne was with her brother Isaac. She had flown to him after quitting the presence of her stepmother, having had much ado to repress all the feelings that went well-nigh to choke her. With a crimson115 face and heaving bosom116, with wild sobs, no longer checked, she threw herself on his neck.
"Now, Mary Anne!"
"It has been my place ever since mamma died. It is not right that she should take it."
He found she was speaking of the seat at table. Every little incident of this kind, that must inevitably117 occur when a second wife is brought home, did but add to the feeling of bitter grief, of wrong. Not for the place in itself did she care, but because a stranger had usurped118 what had been their mother's.
Letting the burst of grief spend itself, Isaac Thornycroft then sat down, put her in a chair near him, and gave her some wise counsel. It would be so much happier for her--for all of them--for papa--that they should unite in making the best of the new wife come amidst them; of her, and for her.
All he said was of little use. Anger, pain, bitter, bitter self-reproach sat passionately119 this night on the heart of Mary Anne Thornycroft.
"Don't talk, Isaac. I hope I shall not die of it."
"Die of it?"
"The fault is mine. I can see it well. Had I been obedient to Miss Derode; had I only stayed quietly at school, it never would have happened. Papa would not have brought her home, or thought of bringing her home, but for me."
That was very true. Mary Anne Thornycroft, in her strong good sense, saw the past in its right light. She could blame herself just as much as she could others when the cause of blame rested with her. Isaac strove to still her emotion; to speak comfort to her; but she only broke out again with the words that seemed to come from a bursting heart.
"I hope I shall not die of it!"
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eldest
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