Peace had been established at the Red Court Farm; or, rather, the unpleasantness had been allowed to die away. Nothing further had come of the outbreak; it was not alluded5 to again in any way. Robert Hunter, meeting the superintendent6, mentioned in a casual manner that he could not help him again in sounding the rocks, adding something about "want of time." It is probable that the surprise caused by the very unexpected arrival of Mr. Thornycroft's wife tended more than aught else to smooth matters. A stranger in our household keeps down angry tempers. Isaac and Cyril were courteous7 as ever; the justice was courteous also, though a little stiff; Richard sternly civil. Robert Hunter responded cordially, as if willing to do away with the impression left by his interference, and took things as he found them.
Not a word was said of the newly-avowed love. Any sort of concealment9 or dishonour10 was entirely11 against the nature of Mary Anne Thornycroft; but love was all-powerful. That Robert Hunter was not in a condition to propose for her yet, he knew; but if this project of going abroad were carried out, he thought he might speak before starting. And so they mutually decided12 to wait--at least, for a few weeks, or until that should be decided. But, though Mr. Thornycroft had not a suspicion of any attachment13, the brothers were sharper sighted. They saw it clearly, and showed disapproval14 in accordance with their several dispositions15. Richard resented it; Isaac told his sister she might do much better; Cyril said a word to her of concealment never bringing any good. It was rather singular that a dislike of Robert Hunter should exist in the breast of all three. Not one, save Richard, acknowledged it even to himself; not one could say whence or wherefore it arose, except perhaps that they had not taken cordially to him at first. And of course the outbreak did not tend to improve the feeling.
The arrival of Lady Ellis at the Red Court made no difference whatever to the routine of its daily life, since she was not well enough to come down and mix in it. The artificial excitement imparted by the journey was telling upon her now, and her available strength seemed to have gone. Not tracing this fact--the increased weakness--to its true source, she laid the blame on the atmosphere of Coastdown. It never had agreed with her, she said; she supposed it never would; and she already began to speak of getting back to Cheltenham. Not rising until nearly mid-day, she went afterwards into the dressing-room, or boudoir, adjoining her chamber--we saw her in it once in the old days--and there sat or lay for the rest of the day, watching the mysterious plateau and the sea beyond it, or reading between whiles. They went up and sat with her by turns--Mr. Thornycroft, Cyril, and Mary Anne; Isaac rarely, Richard never, except for a brief moment of civil inquiry16. None of them remained with her long. It wearied her to converse17, and she thought she was best with her maid, who was in part companion. Robert Hunter she neither saw nor asked after. And so the week came to an end.
Sunday--and the day of Mr. Hunter's departure. They attended church at St. Peter's in the morning, all except Mr. Thornycroft and Richard. The justice remained with his wife, and Richard was lax at the best of times in attendance on public worship. Mr. Richard spent the morning in a desultory18 manner at home, a short pipe in his mouth, and lounging about the stables with Hyde.
What Richard did with himself in the afternoon nobody knew; it was not usual to inquire into his movements; but the rest went over to Jutpoint to attend the church of St. Andrew's, where there was a famous afternoon preacher, whom they liked to hear. Anna Chester was with them. Captain Copp, confined to the house by a temporary indisposition, was indoors that day, and his wife remained in attendance on him; so that Anna appeared at church in the morning alone. The Red Court people took her home and kept her to luncheon19; and she accompanied them afterwards to Jutpoint.
The omnibus conveyed them, and was to bring them home again. Never, when he could avoid it, did Mr. Thornycroft take out his own horses on Sunday: he chose that they and his servants should, so far, have rest. They had a large circle of acquaintances at Jutpoint, and on coming out of church the justice and Isaac laid hands on two and conveyed them back to dinner. The strangers liked these impromptu20 invitations--possibly laid themselves out to get them, and the omnibus had a merry freight back to Coastdown.
"If they are going to have one of their dinner-gatherings to-night, you must come home and sit down to it with me, Anna," spoke21 Miss Thornycroft, as they quitted the omnibus at the Mermaid22.
Anna was nothing loth. She had sat in the omnibus by Isaac's side, her hand in his, under cover of the closely-packed company and the approaching darkness, happy for the time. Hastily answering that she would be glad to come, but must run on first of all to the heath and tell Mrs. Copp, she sped away fast. Isaac, having waited until the others should disperse23 before he followed, overtook her just as she was entering.
Captain Copp, up now, sat by the fire, groaning24, and drinking some strong tea. The captain was occasionally afflicted25 with an intense sick-headache, never a worse than that he had to-day. He always laid the blame on the weather; it was the heat, or it was the cold; or it was the frost, or the rain. Mrs. Copp agreed with him, but Sarah in the kitchen thought the cause lay in rum-and-water. The groans26 were suspended when they went in, and Mrs. Copp, dutifully waiting on him, put down the cup and saucer.
"Aunt, may I dine at the Red Court?"
Mrs. Copp made no answer. Whenever she saw Isaac and Anna together, she was taken with a fit of inward shivering. Captain Copp spoke up: his opinion was that Anna had better not. Isaac laughed.
"She must," he said; "I am come to run away with her. Otherwise Mary Anne will not sit down to table with us."
"Is it a party?" cried the captain.
"Just two or three. My father has brought them over from Jutpoint; and I think Kyne is coming in. I was in hopes you could have come, captain."
Several dismal27 groans from Captain Copp. He said it was the pain in his head; in reality they sprung from pain at his heart. One of those glorious dinners at the Red Court, and he unable to be at it!
"Are you ready, Anna?" whispered Isaac.
She ran upstairs to get something she wanted in the shape of dress, and was down again in a minute, wishing them good evening. Captain Copp, who did not altogether approve of the proceeding28, called out that he should send Sarah for her at eight o'clock.
Taking her arm within his, Isaac walked on in silence. At the close of the heath, instead of continuing his way down by the side of the churchyard, he turned into it by the small side gate.
"Just a minute, Anna," he said, sitting down on the narrow bench. "I want to say a word to you."
But before he began to say the word he enclosed her face in his loving arms, and took the kisses from it he had been longing29 for all the way from Jutpoint.
"What I want to say is this, Anna, that I do not think I can let the present state of things go on."
"No!"
"It is so unsatisfactory. My wife, and not my wife. I living at the Red Court, you secluded30 at Captain Copp's. Meeting once in a way in a formal manner, shaking hands and parting again, nothing more. Why, I have only twice I think had you for a moment to myself since we parted, now and that evening at the Red Court. And what was that?--what is this? I can't stand it, Anna."
"But what would you do?"
"I don't know," answered Isaac, looking straight forward at the gravestones, as if they could tell him what. "I would brave my father's anger in a minute if it were not for--for--if I were sure nothing would come of it. But it might."
"In what way?"
"I may tell you some time; not now. If Captain Copp would but be reasonable, so that I might entrust31 him with the secret, and--"
"He would go straight off with it to Mr. Thornycroft, Isaac."
"Precisely32," said Isaac, answering her interruption; "and the time has hardly arrived for that. Besides, the information must come from myself. Do you think--"
"Hush33, Isaac!"
The softly-breathed warning silenced him. On the other side the hedge was a sound of footsteps--slow steps passing towards the heath. Isaac held her to him in perfect silence until they were lost in the distance.
"Let us go, Isaac."
It certainly would not be expedient34 to be seen there, and Isaac rose, snatching as he did so his farewell kisses from her lips. Passing down the side path of the churchyard, they went out at its front entrance, and popped upon Mr. Kyne.
He was evidently coming from the heath. It might have been his footsteps they had heard going towards it. Mr. Kyne looked full at them, and Anna coloured in the night's darkness to the very roots of her hair. To be caught at that hour stealing out of the churchyard with Isaac Thornycroft!
"Is it you, Mr. Supervisor35?" cried Isaac, gaily36. "A fine evening! Take care, Miss Chester: you had better take my arm."
"It's very fine," answered the supervisor; "the weather seems to have cleared up. I've been taking a stroll before my tea. We shall have a frost to-night, Miss Chester."
"Safe to," rejoined Isaac, looking up at the clear sky.
"How is my lady?" asked Mr. Kyne; "I heard she had come."
"She has only come to go again. Coastdown never seems to suit her. She is very unwell indeed, and keeps her room."
The churchyard past, Mr. Kyne, without any warning whatever, turned off on the cross path towards his home, saying good-night. Isaac looked after him in a sort of surprise.
"Then Richard has left it to me," he said, half aloud.
"Isaac! Isaac! what will Mr. Kyne think of me?" murmured Anna.
Isaac laughed. "The most he can think is that we are sweethearts," he answered in his light manner.
"Oh, Isaac, have you considered? If scandal should arise!"
"My darling, I have told you why that cannot be. At the first breath of it I should avow8 the truth. Scandal! how is it possible, when we are living here but as common acquaintances?"
At the gate of the Red Court he let her enter alone, and ran back in search of Mr. Kyne. That functionary37 lodged38 at a cottage just beyond the village, and Isaac found him poking39 up his small fire to make the little tin kettle boil, preparatory to making his tea.
"I have come to carry you off to dinner," said Isaac. "We have got a friend or two dropped in from Jutpoint, and the parson's coming. There's a brave codfish and turkey."
Weak tea and bread-and-butter at home in his poor small room; and the handsome dinner table, the light, the warmth, the social friends at Justice Thornycroft's. It was a wide contrast, making Mr. Kyne's mouth water. He had dined at one o'clock off a mutton chop, and was hungry again. Codfish and turkey!
"I'll come with pleasure, Mr. Isaac. I must just say a word to Puffer first, if there's time."
"All right; I'll go with you," said Isaac.
Mr. Puffer, the coastguard-man for the night, was on the plateau, speculating upon how long it would be before daylight was quite gone, for a streak40 or two of yellow lingered yet in the west, when he was surprised by the sight of his superior, and began to pace the edge zealously41, his eyes critically peering out to sea. The supervisor approached alone.
"Any news, Puffer?"
"None, sir," answered Mr. Puffer, saluting42 his master. "All's quiet."
"Very good. Keep a sharp look-out. I shall be up here again at seven or eight o'clock."
He had taken to say this to his men of late, by way of keeping them to their duty; he had also taken to pop upon them at all kinds of unpromised times: and, between the cold and the superstition43, his men wished him at Hanover.
The party sat down to dinner at six. Richard came in with Mr. Hopley, from Dartfield, who was wont44 to come over to buy oats; the parson of the parish, Mr. Southall, was there; the gentlemen from Jutpoint, and Mr. Kyne. A jolly parson, Mr. Southall, who enjoyed the good cheer of the Red Court Farm on Sunday just as much as he did on week days, and made no scruple45 over it.
The only two in strict evening dress were Robert Hunter and Cyril Thornycroft; but they wore black neckties. The rest were dressed well, as befitted the day, even Richard, but they did not wear dress coats. Anna was in a gleaming blue silk. It had been bought for her by Isaac, as had a great many other things during their brief period of married life; and poor Mrs. Copp had to invent no end of stories to the captain on their return to Coastdown, saying they were presents from her sick sister. Altogether there were twelve at table.
The housekeeping at the Red Court proved itself just as well prepared for these impromptu guests as it ever had been, save in the one memorable46 instance marked by the interference of Lady Ellis. After-circumstances caused the items of the bill of fare to be discussed out of doors, and, indeed, every other detail, great and small, of the eventful night. Mock-turtle soup, a fine codfish, a round of beef boiled, a large roast turkey and tongue, side dishes, a plum pudding, sweets, and macaroni. All these were cooked and served in the best manner, with various vegetables, rich and plentiful47 sauces, strong ale, and the best of wines. Mr. Kyne thought of his solitary48 tea at home, and licked his lips.
On the withdrawal49 of the cloth, for Justice Thornycroft preserved that old-fashioned custom, and Mr. Southall had said grace, the young ladies retired50. The gentlemen closed round the table to enjoy their wine. A merry party. By-and-by, spirits, cigars, and pipes were introduced--the usual practice on these occasions at the Red Court. The only one who did not touch them was Cyril Thornycroft.
It had been Mr. Kyne's intention to retire at eight o'clock precisely (he emphasised the word to himself), and go on the watch; or, at any rate, see that his subordinate was there. But the best of officers are but mortal; Mr. Kyne felt very jolly where he was; and, as common sense whispered him, the smuggling51 lads were safe not to attempt any bother on a Sunday night; they would be jollifying for themselves. So the officer sat on, paying his respects to the brandy-and-water, and getting rather dizzy about the eyes.
Another who stayed longer than he ought; at least, longer than he had intended; was Robert Hunter. Seduced52 into taking a cigar--and never were such cigars smoked as Justice Thornycroft's--he sat on, and let the time slip by unheeded. On ordinary evenings the omnibus left Coastdown at half-past nine o'clock to convey passengers to the last train, that passed through Jutpoint at midnight. On Sunday nights the omnibus left at half-past eight, some dim notion swaying the minds of the authorities that the earlier hour implied a sort of respect to the day. The convenience of the passengers went for nothing; they had to wait at Jutpoint where and how they could. It had been Robert Hunter's intention to go by this omnibus, and it was only by seeing Isaac Thornycroft look at his watch that he remembered time was flying. He pulled out his own.
"By Jove, I've missed the omnibus," he whispered to Cyril, who sat next him. "It is half-past eight now."
"What shall you do?"
"Walk it. I must be in London for to-morrow morning."
Rising as he spoke, he quietly said farewell to Mr. Thornycroft, Richard, Isaac and Mr. Kyne, and stole from the room, not to disturb the other guests, who were seated round the fire now in a cloud of tobacco smoke. Cyril went out with him. Miss Thornycroft and Anna were in the drawing-room drinking coffee. A cup was passed to Robert Hunter.
"What a sad thing--to have to walk to Jutpoint!" exclaimed Mary Anne.
He laughed at the words. "I shall enjoy it far more than I should the omnibus."
"Ah, I think you must have stayed on purpose, then. But what of the portmanteau?"
"It can come by train to-morrow, if one of your servants will take it to the Mermaid," was his answer. "My address is on it."
As he was speaking, Lady Ellis's maid came into the room and delivered him a small bit of twisted paper. Holding it to the light, he read the faintly-pencilled words:--
"I hear you are leaving. Will you come up for a minute, that I may wish you well?"
"What is it?" asked Mary Anne.
"Lady Ellis wishes to say farewell to me," he answered. "I will go to her now."
The maid led the way, and showed him up to the small sitting-room54. Lady Ellis was leaning back in her easy-chair, but she sat upright when he entered. Even more than before was he struck with the white, hollow, skeleton look of the face, on which death had so unmistakably set his seal; but the disorder55 had arrived at that stage now when each day made a perceptible change. The black eyes, once glistening56 so fiercely with their vain passions, lighted up with a faint pleasure.
"I am glad you came up: so glad! I thought you did not intend to see me at all."
He answered that he did not know she was well enough to be seen, speaking cordially. With that dying face and form before him, three-parts of his cherished enmity to the woman died out. Not his dislike of her.
"I would bid you farewell, Mr. Hunter. I would wish you--an' you will permit me--God-speed. The next time we meet, both of us will have entered on a different world from this."
"Thank you," he said, in allusion57 to the wish, "but are you sure nothing can be done for your recovery?"
"Nothing whatever. And the end cannot be very far off now. Mr. Thornycroft is going back with me to Cheltenham, and I am glad of it. I should like him to see the last of me."
She was looking at the fire as she spoke. He, standing58 at the opposite side of the mantelpiece, looked at her. What a change from the vain, worldly, selfish woman of the past! Raising her eyes suddenly, she caught his gaze, perhaps divined somewhat of his thoughts.
"You cannot think me to be the same, can you?"
"Scarcely." He glanced at the timepiece. At best the interview was not pleasant to him, neither did he care to prolong it.
"You fear to lose the omnibus?"
"I have lost it. Your clock it slow. I am now about to start on foot to Jutpoint."
"Could they not send you in the dog-cart?"
"Thank you; I prefer to walk. The night is fine, and the road good. And I suppose I must be going."
She stood up as he moved, and held out her hand, her silk gown falling in folds from her shrunken form. He shook hands.
"God bless you; God prosper59 you here and hereafter!" she said with some emotion.
He hardly knew what to answer. To express a wish for her continued life was so palpable a fallacy, with those signs of decay before him: so he murmured a word of thanks, and gave the thin hand a friendly pressure as he released it.
But she did not release his. "It was not quite all I wished to say," she whispered, looking up to him with her sad eyes, in which stood a world of repentance60. "I want to ask your forgiveness."
"My forgiveness?"
"For the past. For your lost wife. But for me she might not have died. My long illness has brought reflection home to me, and--and repentance: as I suppose hopeless illness does to most people: showing me things in their true light; showing me the awful mistakes and sins the best and the worst of us alike commit. Say that you forgive me."
"Lady Ellis," he said, his countenance61 assuming a solemn aspect as he looked straight at her, "I have far more need of forgiveness myself than any other can have: I saw that at the time; I see it always. My wife was mine; it was my duty to cherish her, and I failed; no one else owed obligation to her. The chief blame lay with me."
"Say you forgive me! I know she has, looking down from heaven."
"I do indeed. I forgive you with my whole heart, and I pray that we may, as you say, meet hereafter--all our mistakes and sins blotted62 out."
"I pray it always. Cyril knows I do. He was the first to lead me--ah, so kindly63 and imperceptibly!--to the remembrance that our sins needed blotting64 out. It was during a six weeks' visit he paid me with his sister. Few in this world are so good and pure and loving as Cyril Thornycroft. Fare you well, Robert Hunter! fare you well for ever."
"For ever on earth," he added. Another pressure of the poor weak hand, a warm, earnest look, a faint thought of the Heaven that might be attained65 to yet, and Robert Hunter turned away, and woke up to the world again.
His cold coffee stood in the drawing-room when he got back. He sat a short while with the two young ladies, very quiet and absorbed. Cyril was not there. Mary Anne inquired what was the matter with him.
"That poor woman upstairs," he briefly66 answered; "she seems so near to death, but I think she is prepared for it."
Mary Anne Thornycroft simply looked at him in reply; the manner and look were alike strange. Robert Hunter sipped67 the cold coffee by spoonfuls, evidently unconscious what it was he was doing.
"But I must be going!" he suddenly cried, starting up. "It would not do to miss the train as I have the omnibus. Good bye, Anna; you will be coming back to Miss Jupps's, I suppose, when school begins?"
The vivid blush went for nothing. She, Mrs. Isaac Thornycroft, a schoolteacher again! "Good-bye, Robert," she softly said. "I wish you safe to Jutpoint, but I should not like your walk. Give my love to the Miss Jupps if you see them, and to Mrs. Macpherson."
Mary Anne went out with him to the door. As they crossed the hall, sounds of talking came from the dining-room, and there was a sudden burst of laughter. Evidently the party were enjoying themselves. He took his remarkable68 coat from a peg69 and flung it over his arm.
"You must say good-bye to Cyril for me, Mary Anne."
"I will. But perhaps you will see him outside. Why don't you put your coat on?"
"Not yet; I am hot. By-and-by, when the air shall strike cool to me."
They stood just outside the door, in the shade of the walls, and he wound his arms round her for a last embrace. A last? "God bless you, Mary Anne!" he whispered; "the time will come, I trust, when we need not part."
She stood looking after him, the outline of his retreating form being very distinct in the bright night.
The stars were clear and the air was frosty. Mary Anne Thornycroft watched him pass through the gate, and then saw that instead of going straight on, he turned short off to the waste land skirting the side of the plateau.
She wondered. It was the farthest way to the village, and moreover the private way of Mr. Thornycroft. Another moment and she saw him running up the plateau, having crossed the railings.
"Why, what in the world!--he must be dreaming," she mentally concluded. "Perhaps he wants to take a farewell view of the sea. He would see enough of it between here and Jutpoint."
However, Miss Thornycroft found it cold standing there, and went indoors, meeting Sinnett in the hall.
"Sinnett, Mr. Hunter's portmanteau must go by the early omnibus. See that it is sent to the Mermaid in time."
"Very well, miss," replied Sinnett. And it may be here mentioned that she obeyed the order by sending it that night.
Very shortly after Robert Hunter had left the dining-room, Richard and Isaac Thornycroft also withdrew from it, one by one, and unperceived. That is, the guests and the justice were too agreeably engaged with their pipes and drink, their talk and laughter, to pay heed53 to it. One of the gentlemen from Jutpoint--a magistrate--was relating a story that convulsed the parson with laughter and sent the rest almost into fits. Altogether they were uncommonly70 jolly, and the lapse71 of one or two of the party counted for nothing. Mr. Kyne had nearly ceased to care whether his subordinate was on the watch, or off it.
As it happened, he was on it. With the promised visit of his superior before his eyes, Mr. Puffer had not dared to leave his post. He stood close to the bleak72 edge of the cold plateau, wishing himself anywhere else, and bemoaning73 the hard fate that had made him a coastguard-man. Unpleasant thoughts of ghosts, and such like visitants, intruded74 into his thoughts now and then: he entirely disbelieved Mr. Kyne's theory that there were smugglers; and the only cheering ray in his solitude75, was the sight of the cheery lights in the Red Court Farm. Tomlett, the fishing-boat master, who had recovered his accident, suddenly hailed him.
"Cold work, my man," said he, sauntering up the plateau.
"It just is that!" was Mr. Puffer's surly answer.
"But it's a bright night: never saw a brighter when there was no moon: so you run no danger of making a false step in the dark and pitching over. There's consolation76 in that."
"Ugh!" grunted77 the shivering officer, as if the fact afforded little consolation to him.
"What on earth's the use of your airing yourself here?" went on Tomlett. "You coastguard fellows have got the biggest swallows! As if any smugglers would attempt the coast to-night! My belief is--and I am pretty well used to the place, and have got eyes on all sides of me--that this suspicion of Master Kyne's is all moonshine and empty herring-barrels. I could nearly take my oath of it."
"So could I," said the man.
"Let us go on to the Mermaid, and have a glass," continued Mr. Tomlett, persuasively78. "I'll stand it. Johnson and Simms, and a lot more, are there."
"I wish I dare," cried the aggravated79 Puffer. "But Kyne will be up presently."
"No he won't. He is round old Thornycroft's fire, in a cloud of smoke and drink. There's a dinner-party at the Red Court, and Kyne and the rest are half-seas over."
"Are you sure of this?"
"I'll swear it if you wish me; I have just come from there. I went down to try and get speech of the justice about that boat loss: it comes on at Jutpoint to-morrow, and he is to be on the bench. But it was no go: they are all fixed in that dining-room; and will be there till twelve o'clock to-night, and then they'll reel off to bed with their boots on."
Tomlett was not in the habit of deceiving the men; he showed himself their friend on all occasions; and Mr. Puffer yielded to the seduction. Seeing him comfortably settled at the Mermaid, with what he liked best steaming before him, and some good fellows around, Tomlett withdrew, leaving him to enjoy himself.
From the Mermaid, Tomlett steered80 his course to the Red Court Farm, tearing over the intervening ground as if he had been flying from a mad bull. He took the liberty of crossing the lawn before the front windows (the shortest way), and went round by the unused path at the far end of the house, which led to the stables and to the young men's apartments. Carefully pushing open the small door in the dead wall, he encountered Richard Thornycroft.
"It is all right, sir," he panted, out of breath with running; "I have got the fellow in. We must lose no time."
"Very well," whispered Richard. "Find Hyde, and come down."
"I suppose he's safe, sir?" said Mr. Tomlett, jerking his head in the supposed direction of the dining-room.
"Couldn't be safer," responded Richard. "He had enough wine before he began at the brandy."
Isaac Thornycroft came up, a lighted lantern under his coat. Scarcely could either of the brothers be recognised for those who had so recently quitted the dining-room; they wore small caps; gaiters were buttoned over their legs; their dinner coats were replaced by coarse ones of fustian81.
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