"Truly, sister Oakley," said Lupin, "I hope you passed a quiet and peaceful night. Amen!"
"Very," replied Mrs. Oakley.
"Ah, I wish I could say as much, sister Oakley."
"And can you not?"
"Alas2! no, I had some dreams—some very bad dreams; but Satan always will be doing something, you know, sister. Do you know I dreamt of a murder!"
As he uttered these words, no Grand Inquisitor could have looked more keenly into the eyes of a victim, than did Mr. Lupin into the face of Mrs. Oakley; but she divined his motive3, she felt that he was trying her, but she had even in such a moment sufficient presence of mind to keep her eyes steadily4 upon his face, and to say with seeming unconcern,
"Murder, did you say, Mr. Lupin?"
"Yes, I did say murder, and you—." He pointed5 at her with his finger, but finding that she only looked surprised, rather, he added—"and you are one of the elect, I rejoice to say, sister Oakley. Amen! It is a capital thing to be saved!"
"It is, indeed, Mr. Lupin."
"Well—well. Let us have the carnal meal, called breakfast. I will proceed, God willing, to the corner of the court, and purchase two eggs, Mrs. Oakley, if it be pleasing to you."
"Anything you like, Mr. Lupin; I have but a poor appetite in the morning, always."
Mr. Lupin put on his hat, and after slowly turning round and casting an anxious glance upon the room and every object within, to assure himself that he had left no evidences of his crime behind him, he slowly left to get the eggs.
Mrs. Oakley heard him descend6 the stairs, and she heard the door close behind him. Then she asked herself if that were really and truly an opportunity of escape that she dared attempt to avail herself of, or if it were only one in seeming, and that if she were upon its provocation7 to attempt to leave the place, she would only be confirming the slight suspicions that might be in the mind of Lupin, concerning her privity to his deed of blood.
He had talked of only going to the corner of the court, and how did she know that he had even gone so far? Might not the message about the eggs be merely a pretended one, to see what she would do? This was a consideration that kept her, tremblingly, where she was.
About five minutes elapsed, and then she heard a knock at the door below. Who could that be? Mr. Lupin had a key with which he always let himself in, so it could not be he. What was she to think? what was she to do? Suddenly then she heard the door opened, and then after a few moments delay some footstep sounded upon the stairs, but it was very unlike that of Lupin, the murderer.
The delightful8 thought came over the imagination of Mrs. Oakley, that some one was coming to whom she might at once make an avowal9 of all she knew of Lupin's guilt10, and who might be able to protect her from the vengeance11 of the murderer. She rose, and peeped through the key-hole.
She saw Lupin coming up the stairs. He was making quite a laborious12 effort to tread differently to what was usual with him, and from that moment Mrs. Oakley felt that she was to be subjected to some extraordinary trial of her self-possession. She crept back to her seat, and waited in terror.
In the course of a few moments, Lupin, after treading with a heavy thump13 upon every stair, instead of gliding14 up in his usual manner, reaching the door at which he tapped, and then in an assumed voice, which if she, Mrs. Oakley, had not known he was there, would have deceived her, he said—
"Hilloa! who's at home?"
"Who's there?" said Mrs. Oakley.
"It's John Smith," cried Lupin. "I am an officer of the police. Has anybody anything to say to me here? They tell me in the court that some odd noises were heard in the night."
"I don't know anything about it," said Mrs. Oakley, "but if you will come in and wait until Mr. Lupin comes in, he may like to see you."
"Oh, no, no, no! It's no matter. Good morning, ma'am."
Down stairs went Lupin, thinking he had acted the officer to perfection, and making no doubt in the world but that he had thoroughly15 deceived Mrs. Oakley, who he was now quite satisfied knew absolutely nothing about the murder.
In the course of a couple of minutes, Mr. Lupin in his own character came gliding in.
"I am afraid I have kept you waiting, sister Oakley."
"Oh, not at all, but there has been a man there who says his name is Smith, and he—"
"I met him! I met him! It is all right. He heard something going on in the next house, I suppose, and mistook it for this. Pray cook the eggs to your liking16, sister Oakley, and help yourself to anything. Don't be particular, sister Oakley, but make yourself at home."
"I will, reverend sir, I will."
Mrs. Oakley was really playing her part very well, but she fancied each moment that the murderer would see something in her manner to give him a suspicion that she knew too much for his safety.
She was wrong though, for upon the contrary, Mr. Lupin felt quite satisfied that the secret of his guilt was confined to his own breast.
"I pray you, sister Oakley," he said, "to eat freely of my humble17 fare, and after breakfast we will have a prayer."
It seemed to Mrs. Oakley, now that she had awakened18 to a sense of the awful hypocrisy19 of Mr. Lupin, something very horrible for him to talk of having a prayer; but she took care not to show what she felt in that particular.
"How kind and good of you," she said.
"Ay, truly, sister Oakley, I am kind and good, and yet there are envious20 folks in the world, who I dare say would not hesitate to give even me a bad name."
"Impossible, surely."
"I would it were, I would it were, my dear sister Oakley, I would it were impossible."
"It seems to me, reverend sir, as though it would not be in the power of poor human nature to praise you too much; but it is time that I should think of going home now, if you please."
"Well, sister, if you must go home among the heathens and the Philistines21, I will not hinder you; but with the hope of seeing you soon again, I will now offer up a prayer."
It was truly sickening even to Mrs. Oakley, whose feelings the reader will think could not be very fine, to see such an arch hypocrite offering up a prayer to that Deity22 whom he must so bitterly have offended by his awful crimes.
But Mr. Lupin cut the prayer tolerably short, and then giving to Mrs. Oakley what he called the kiss of peace, and to which, loathsome23 as it was from him, she felt herself forced to submit, he bade her good day.
And now, indeed, she began to entertain a sanguine24 hope, that she would be released from his company, and she should soon be in a condition to denounce him to justice for the awful crime which she had seen him commit. She could not possibly avoid a slight feeling of satisfaction to appear upon her face.
"You seem pleased," said Lupin.
"I am, reverend sir."
"May I ask what at?"
"Ah, how can I be otherwise than delighted, when I am assured by such a saint upon earth as yourself that I am one of the elect?"
This was an answer with which, whether it was satisfactory or not, Mr. Lupin was, as it were, compelled to put up with; but taking up his hat, he said—
"Truly, sister Oakley, it will become me to see you a part of the way home."
Mrs. Oakley expressed her satisfaction with the holy man's company, and they both descended25 the stairs together. She felt, however, an exquisite26 pang27 of alarm upon finding that Lupin led her down the staircase that led to the chapel28, and not down the one which would have conducted them to the ordinary door of exit from the domestic portion of the building.
But even with all the dread29 upon her soul that he might be meditating30 some awful act in the chapel, she felt that she must assume a calmness though she felt it not.
"Why this leads to the chapel," she said. She thought it would sound more natural for her to make that remark, than to say nothing about it.
He suddenly turned upon her, and clutched her by the arm, as he spoke32. Poor Mrs. Oakley then really thought that her last hour was come, and that all along in pretending to have no suspicion of her, he was only dissembling. It was a mercy she did not at that terrible moment commit herself in some way. Surely Heaven supported her, for she did not.
"Reverend sir," she said, "what mean you?"
"What mean I? I mean will you descend to the vaults with me."
"And pray? Yes, if you wish it."
"Nothing—nothing," muttered Lupin. "What a fool I am. I might have been well convinced long ago, and yet I cannot forbear new trials. All is safe, all is safe. This way, sister Oakley, this way. I will only see you to the corner of your own street."
"Many thanks."
They both emerged from the chapel. Lupin slammed the door after him, and arm in arm they walked up the court together.
Poor Mrs. Oakley felt that to be the most trying moment of all for her nerves. While she had much to do—while she was alone with Lupin in the domestic portion of the chapel, and while she knew that the least slip of the tongue, or the least want of control over her feelings might be her death—she conducted herself gallantly33; but now when she was fairly in the open air, now that she was in comparative safety, her feelings almost got the better of her.
It was only by a powerful effort that she could at all control them.
She felt that by suddenly quitting the arm of Lupin, and making a rush for it, she might escape him, but then she did not want him to escape the consequences of his crime, for Mrs. Oakley had a woman's sympathy with the fate even of the not very respectable Mrs. Lupin. Besides, with all the vindictive34 hate that he might be supposed to feel upon finding that his guilt was known, he might yet pursue her, and before she could find aid, kill her.
"Quite a charming morning, reverend sir," she said.
"Very," said Lupin.
"Oh, no—no—no."
He seemed to be getting very thoughtful, and Mrs. Oakley was proportionably more and more upon her guard, for she felt convinced that if he really thought she knew anything of his guilt he would kill her.
Now they emerged from the court; but it was yet rather an early hour in the morning, and but very few passengers were in the streets. The only person that was tolerably close to them was an elderly woman, and Mrs. Oakley much as she panted for an opportunity of separating herself from Lupin, felt that the time to do so had not yet come.
On they went, in the direction of Mrs. Oakley's house, that house that she now began to feel she had so much neglected, to look after what, in the language of scripture38, might truly have been termed "Strange Idols"—that home which she now looked to as a haven39 of safety from the terror of death itself.
"How silent you are, sister," said Lupin.
"Yes, I was thinking."
"Of what?" he said, fiercely.
"Of how much I should be able to take from Mr. Oakley's till, to bring to you, this day week."
"Oh! oh!"
"You may depend, reverend sir, it shall be as much as possible. Of course I must be cautious, though."
"Oh, yes—yes."
They had now reached within a few paces of the corner of the street, and yet Mrs. Oakley had seen no one upon whom, from their appearance, she thought she could rely to call to for aid against the murderer. Suddenly then round the corner, there came a bulky form. The heavy tread of some one of unusual weight sounded upon the street pavement.
Big Ben, the beef-eater, with his arms behind him, and in a very thoughtful mood, came pacing slowly along.
As Mrs. Oakley said afterwards, her heart, at that moment, was in her mouth.
She could not dissemble an instant longer with Lupin, but with a loud shriek40 that echoed far and wide in the streets, she suddenly sprang from him, crying—
"Ben, Ben, dear strong Ben, seize this man! He is a murderer!"
"D—n! Done at last!" cried Lupin.
He turned to fly, but treading upon a piece of cabbage-leaf that was upon the pavement, down he fell.
"Easy does it," said Ben, and he flung himself upon the top of Lupin, spreading out his arms and legs, and holding him by sheer weight as firmly to the pavement as though he had been nailed there.
"Help, help, help! Murder! help!" shouted Mrs. Oakley. "Murder, murder, murder!"
People began to flock to them from all parts. Lupin succeeded in getting a knife from his pocket, but Mrs. Oakley held him by the wrist with both hands, and in a minute more he was in the grasp of two strong men, one of whom was a police-officer, and who gloried in the job.
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